the last poem I wrote bree i science
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Everything I am
Everything I want
당신 are all I’m thinking of
Sitting on the floor
Two feet out the door
You’re all I’m searching for
And even in the darkness of the night
Through the fires arising from hell
You’ll be my light
My protection
Everything I want
Everything I feel
당신 are all I feel it for
노래 every verse
Trying to find the words
To tell 당신 how I 사랑 당신 now
And even though we are apart
Separated 의해 borders
I’ll be with you
Everything I feel
Everything I say
당신 are always in my mind
Holding 당신 in my arms
Keeping 당신 from harms
Protecting 당신 from life
And even through the storms
Through the blackest blasphemy
당신 will always mean everything to me
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Everything I am
Everything I want
당신 are all I’m thinking of
Sitting on the floor
Two feet out the door
You’re all I’m searching for
And even in the darkness of the night
Through the fires arising from hell
You’ll be my light
My protection
Everything I want
Everything I feel
당신 are all I feel it for
노래 every verse
Trying to find the words
To tell 당신 how I 사랑 당신 now
And even though we are apart
Separated 의해 borders
I’ll be with you
Everything I feel
Everything I say
당신 are always in my mind
Holding 당신 in my arms
Keeping 당신 from harms
Protecting 당신 from life
And even through the storms
Through the blackest blasphemy
당신 will always mean everything to me
I found some stuff in her 글쓰기 notebook, and I think its great. So in her honor here is some stuff...**I did not write any of this credit goes to IsabellaMCullen**
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I was raised in a loving home,
but all I was given was broken love.
I went to a small caring school,
but all I got were, broken bones, bruises, bumps, and an escort out.
I lived in a caring community,
but all I saw was tampered judgements, murder, lies, and pure hatred.
I grew up in a life loving town,
but I attended 더 많이 funerals than birthday parties.
I have come to terms with all of these things,
but there is one thing I have yet to get past...
I have always put my belief into everyone else around me.
So why have 당신 yet to believe in me?
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"Every 16 분 in the U.S. someone dies from suicide...
And every 17 분 someone is left to make sense of it..."
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I was raised in a loving home,
but all I was given was broken love.
I went to a small caring school,
but all I got were, broken bones, bruises, bumps, and an escort out.
I lived in a caring community,
but all I saw was tampered judgements, murder, lies, and pure hatred.
I grew up in a life loving town,
but I attended 더 많이 funerals than birthday parties.
I have come to terms with all of these things,
but there is one thing I have yet to get past...
I have always put my belief into everyone else around me.
So why have 당신 yet to believe in me?
*~*
"Every 16 분 in the U.S. someone dies from suicide...
And every 17 분 someone is left to make sense of it..."