Standing on my roof
Wind blowing in my hair
All alone was I
Because of my who I'd come to be
Others only stared
Then it began to storm
Salt tears on fresh rain
I fell off my roof
Sure soon to feel more pain
You caught me without harm
Even in the awful beating
Of the thundering rain
All the tourment of lonelyness
And all my inside pain
Your my sheild and Coat of Arms
My flag to show the way
After all the awful things I said
Even closer now you stay
And my heart this Rooftop Storm tonight
Forever will be warmed
By a fire I'll never let fade














Comments
--
Harder than a drama
Softer than a porn
Wishing I was there... Wishing you were here...
I feel poems are the easiest means of expresion, don't you?
it displays a good message to others. that someone is there to catch you when you fall. you usually only hear about , you have to help yourself, and forget of those support around you.
the way you write it
i can see the things you describe
--
<3 Yeah we bleed just to know were alive <3
--
>> H <<
I can just invision some one slipping off their roof,
and into their lovers arms,
Very well done.
--
One was apart,
The other seemed whole,
The boy was smart,
The girl lived like a mole.
Together they are,
As one as the same,
Two who’ve come so far,
And will never be put to shame. -_-
~~Strangest One
--
Mr. Muggles is a studmuffin.
--
(\__/)
(+'.'+) This is Bunny. Copy and paste bunny intoyour
(")_(") signature to help him gain world domination
....every sigh and scream i make... But I still don't miss you yet....
Previous Page12345...Next Page