truth

i want the truth now you cant hide it anymore i guess you dont care for me anymore i opend my eyes hoping it was a dream come to find it reality i cried for a time and stayed at home then got tired and cried no more i told myself i cant do this for my self being i tryed to hide the fact i was dieing on the inside you found me there at that place were love was evedent and not out of place i looked up to see your shining smile that brought me out of denile i cried it out and told you all now i can see i had it all.

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Sara Kendrick

Date: 6/23/2010 1:42:00 AM

Interesting love loss write..Keep the creative pen flowing..Sara

L'Nass Shango

Date: 12/18/2009 3:35:00 AM

Thanks, Brandon, for reading my work. You wrote: then got tired and cried no more, is not weariness the end of all our pain in our struggle with vanity ... and yet the pain when pass leaves its poem as a gift to immortality. Continue to write, and all the best for the holidays.