BananaSplit Posted July 4, 2005 Report Share Posted July 4, 2005 Every single night, I lie in my bed, feeling like my soul is cold empty and dead. I've been hoping you'll come and save me. But I've been lieing in the dark for so long, I fear it's too late, that I'm too far gone. I'm lieing in a pool of my own tears, with nothing and no one but my hopes and my fears. Wherever you are, I hope you come soon, so my dark will turn to light, and my soul won't be doomed. -HannaHBanana aka Hannah.. (And hey, I know this poem prolly sucks but, cut me some slack, this is the first poem I've ever written. ) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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