Stay at home mom. Aspiring poet, songwriter and tattoo artist.
This shit, it gets a little heavy sometimes, Again, I pick up this pen, Turning my sorrows, Into this rhyme, I've got nothing to lose,
By Skye Day6 years ago in Poets
I should have known, There would be hell to pay, Its a shame I didn't realized, That look in your eyes, Was going to haunt me someday,
I cried today Not for anyone else But finally for myself I cried for this quiet, confused, scared child I cried for this woman carrying a hole in her chest
I can feel it flowing through me This poetry As if these words have been written in my bones Somehow this pen and paper has become my home
I just need a moment A moment to say goodbye So long to all the false hope I won't miss those lips Full of sweet lies
There is something so familiar within This paper and pen It takes this mind places Only this soul has been It must hold some sort of magic
By Skye Day7 years ago in Poets