i hope i never go
to that dark place
agean
were the sun died
along with the happly little butterfly
that once lived in my head
every thing seemed so black
so sad
so pointless
and every thing happy
was unknown
and untouched
that deep sadness
that followed me
day in and day out
it was my life
that came so close to ending
But i grew out of it
made a dramatic change
the butterfly that was my happieness
was reborn
and the sun came up once more
I live now
with that fear
of going back
under the dark water
and never coming back up for air
It is so strange. This one
It is so strange. This one poem is literaly the summary of the last 4 years of my life, although im still not entirely out of the darkness. This is why I write..... well done
Ascesa e rialzarsi fino a quando gli agnelli diventano leoni
Rise and Rise again until Lambs become lions
...
well im happy you felt some thing from this poem.
remember to stay out of the darkness!! :)
day dreamer
Its becoming strange how
Its becoming strange how often im quickly running into teens from Ohio Lol.;)
Ascesa e rialzarsi fino a quando gli agnelli diventano leoni
Rise and Rise again until Lambs become lions
I know right!!! i found like
I know right!!! i found like 5 people from OH in the past two days!
day dreamer