If i closed my ears
how loud would you scream...

You never asked
so I never answered...

I walked upon a beach one day
the waves were lapping near...

Floating through the velvet cotton
that you keep stuffed in your brain...

She goes to school
learns to read and write...

Dying is a touchy thing
that is exposed when one sees pain...

I look in the mirror
and what do i see...

Drowning in an ocean
made of fear and doubt...

This poem (song) is by the user stormyangel. she...
Amazing...

I live in a house of glass
that's right...

Nobody has those beautiful words
not for me, only for her...

On a desolate plain lies a quiet girl
in her heart is pain...