This is a poem that I wrote for my bf... I've been told it is rly good... |
She cries herself to sleep again, wondering what she can do. She wants all this to end And for none of it to be true Her mind goes round and round, on what she should think of this. And it all continues to surround, in this world which she exists. My problems are so small when compared to all hers. And I wish I didn't have to recall of all this that occurs. She cries out now and then But sumtimes she closes down. And I still have to wonder when she will stop and make all of this renown. I want her to continue to live, And for her life to be better than mine She continues to forgive, And that makes her truely divine I am the luckiest girl in the world, to of known her so well. I wish her world wouldn't unfurl, And she could tell all this crap, Farewell. I feel as if sometimes I contribute And make everything worse. I don't mean to distribute this kind of curse. I've tried to run away And tell her I am bad but she just tells me to stop and pray, Because I make her glad. I am still so distant, althought this is all altering. And if we continue to be persistent Our love for each other will stop faltering. ~Trina Rennae |