For me poetry, music, and just plain old writing are ways to let my heart express itself without the neccesity of verbalising. In other words, what i write is what I'm feeling.
You sit at your bedroom window
Watching the open sky
You never see what is below
Do you wonder why?... more »
Dawn has come,
O’er the fields of hay.
As heady as golden rum,
Is the clear light of day.... more »
You say you listen but you never do
You’re never there when I need you.
You’re listening to music, chilling in your room
Thinking all the thoughts you think of the worlds impending doom... more »