Daphne Doss Sutherlun
I JUST STARTED WRITING ABOUT A YEAR AGO. I WRITE POETRY BASED ON MY LIFE AND PASSED EVENTS.
WILL ALWAYS TAKE SUGGESTIONS AND WILLING TO LEARN MORE ABOUT WRITING
Should I stay or Should I go? Not sure which way my paths shall go.Questions still remaim unknown. Thoughts are racing, beyond my control. Silence is cold, makes me feel alone.
The Road Within My Past
Anytime I think about my hometown, I feel nostalgic because there are lots of memories from, my childhood to my adolescence that holds me to my hometown. I grew up in A small town on the outskirts of San Antonio Texas, and New Braunfels Texas. My hometown is A beautiful small town very quiet full of children running around playing laughing. When something good happens the town would gather and celebrate as a community and if A tragedy happened the town would get together do what we could to help. The name of my hometown is Schertz Texas.
MY SMILE HIDES BEHIND MY TEARS LAUGHTER BEHIND MY SCREAMS
My World Is Now Empty, All That's Left Is Pain. No SunshineTo The Light Just My Way To Never-Ending Rain. Miss The Way You Use To Look At Me, Now You Leave Me Sitting Here Alone. Thoughts Within The Past. Thinking About You A Love I Thought Would Last.
I will love in silence. you will never hear my shattered tears. How much I love him will he ever know? When we fell in love it wasn't everyday simple love, it was I want you I need you can't live without you kind of love.
TO MY DAUGHTER
I Think I Must have Re-Written This Letter Over A Thousand Times, trying To Find The right words to say to you. Averi, My life didn't begin until you were born, with every breath you took brought A new adventure, Feelings that I had never experienced. You gave me A new understanding of the meaning of life.
RAGE IN MY MIND
No One Knows What I Have To Do, To Make It Through The Day. I'm Just The Girl Who Cries Herself To Sleep Every Day. As My Thoughts Get Louder, My Voice Gets Smaller. I Can Feel The Blood Flowing Through My Veins. I can Hear Loud Thunder In head Accompanying Sharp Pain. My Muscles Ache, My Limbs Become Weak. My Heavy Mind Spinning A Thousand Thoughts.
The Meaning Of Life Has No Definition
Behind This Innocent Smile Of Mine, Lay Words Left Unsaid. Words Of Anger Playing Repeat In My Head. Tired Of Listening To The Sound Of My Tears, Constantly Battling My Own Fears.
As I Lay In Bed, My Eyes Closed. Hoping And Wishing Maybe One Day The Demons Will Go Away. Demons Have Always Been there. Sometimes Just Out OF Site.