February 1, 2011
Custom User Avatar
More by this author
All i feel when i return
Is the sharp sting from a burn
Or maybe a wound or a sting
Hurts are really dreadful things
I have a problem even to smile
As the effect last quite a while
I look at it with sorrowful eyes
And then come the tears i despise
No matter how often i cover it
It wont become fit
Each boil , burn , crash and cut
Each come like ........ opening a peanut
Let it stop let it end
But wait what remains the same is my heart my friend

Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback