Pick up the leaves that fall has left behind..smell the air and understand..that this world was meant to live in.
Your mom just died last week and you fall on her grave stone for help..you see her eyes and you start to cry..just tell your self..
your meant to live. it was her time..give up all of this..and start over.
You were walking by ur old house when you were younger..you remember your mom throwing you in the air..the breeze in your hair..dont act like you dont care.
all of a sudden your wearing a white gown..so white that it almost matches the clouds..the next thing you know theres a screaming crowd.
Your laying on the ground blood on your shirt...you never knew..how much you were even worth.
-a poem to show you that theres something there for you. so dont waist it-the white gown means you were getting married-.
