I just tried to come up with a poem, and be aware that it probably doesn't make much sense. It is different from my other post, because it just a story about The Road. The best thing about my writings is that I can always go back and work on it or add on. I just wanted to see if I can make the words fit together or rhyme.
Today was like rain, and it is all the same, when you say my name in vain. Is it the fame making you lame. It feels insane being caught in this game, but who is to blame. I am here somewhere caught in between, and it is making me want to scream. I want to shine on the scene, like a royal queen. stop and stare, if you really care, but who really cares if I am there. I don't know if you are really there when I stop stare at your hair.
If you can share I will spare, when you are barely there Don't know if the stench in the air, is making me stare. but I know when you are there. I don't know if you are the light in the night when I am lying in the heat of the night I don't know if you are the bird that sings, when I dream, but it wakes me from this scene. I see shadows in sight, when I'm awake in the night. But, I know when I turn on the light their out of sight.
Friday, September 26, 2008
Today Was Like Rain
Posted by santailax47 at 9:37 PM
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