A Place I Call Home
When I'm feeling down and out...
When troubles come a calling
As those gremlins often do...
Hey to everyone..this is a poem that i wrote about...
xxx...
It was dawn rained lightening and thunder rolled...
I felt the cold wind at my back...
So this is what it's come to.
We're "used to be friends"...
Oh! I think
I have skipped a beat...
Rising up and down is the sun
With each day and dawn...
A poetry rant from me to you,
I want you to know that it is only you...
I don't want to hate you,
I don't want to be mad...
After many a day of feeling alone
and friendships a thing of the past...
I think it's stupid what you did
i cannot ever say...
Your the same person you were,
When we first met a while ago...