Dancing around the house
to the music in my heart...
The days are turning colder,
My life, I fear, is coming to an end...
"Cheer up" They said
As They looked at my face...
We smoke
We toke...
We sing a song of the land of the free,
We sing a song by Francis Scott Key...
His friends are upset
they say he's not the same...
The world outside my window,
is an ever changing place...
~Before you read this poem, I just want to tell...
Healing words to embrace the cold...
You speak words
Sour sounds escape your mouth...
If I died tonight
Who would cry for me...
--personified poem of my heart. --Another free...
Always shielded behind...
My blood boils as it moves through my veins
Not smoothly as blood should...