Author Topic: Her (Read 1896 times)

iKero-chu™ · « **on:** September 29, 2007, 08:24:53 PM »

It was a poem I wrote last night e.e

She sits all alone, staring at the sky and people surronding her.
Envy and pain glazes and clouds around her eyes like dark clouds in a stormy sky.

Hug her, because she wants to feel loved.

Hold her, because she needs to feel wanted.

The world has played cruel tricks upon her being,

she feels there is no hope for the light of day.

Everyday seems to grow steeper; harder to go through.

Run to her, because you know shes been waiting for you.

Tackle her, so she can laugh and feel like everyone else.

Allow a rainbow to enter into the storms of her eyes;

For even if your not 'in' love with her, love her as much as you can as a friend.