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Willow Fippen Poem
You were never there when I needed you,
I was aways alone.
Sitting in my cold, dark room
While you were away.
Now I stay in this room, even though you're here.
Cut off from the outside room,
The way I like it
Music as my escape.
My idols surround me.
Alone...
In my own little space,
Not bothered.
Just the way I like it.
Alone...
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I want to cry
As my eyes fill with tears
and my heart breaks of pain
As i wonder what the future will bring
I sit and watch the rain fall hard
And I wish I was in the land of oz
A place to go and escape the pain
To play with mushrooms
rabbits and ram
But back to reality
The bills poor in and
here it is my eyes fill again
working myself crazy
wearing myself down until
I feel like I'm gonna drown.
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The scars are deep and never-fading,
showing a battle I've won.
But I'm still evr-waiting for someone to save me,
are you the one?
Like a princess locked inside her castle,
my soul only wants to be free.
But for that to happen I need to be saved...
Will you help me?
Say that you'll stay
I'm begging you,
please don't go away.
I don't think I can do this alone.
To have you here,
beside me. To know that you are behind me, always.
I'd finally be free.
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Willow Fippen Poem
We all have our scars.
old and new and thick and thin.
Some are on the outside,
but most come from within.
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Hush little child,
don't you cry.
Don't cut your arms,
don't say goodbye.
Put down that razor,
put down the light.
It may be hard,
but we'll win this fight.
I'll be right here,
through thick and thin.
Have no fear,
have strength within.
Please, I'm begging you, stay with me.
You're cared about,
you're loved.
It will be okay, you'll be free.
Eventually...
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Where will we be
when all the lights go out
across these city streets?
Where were you when
all of the people laughing,
pointing jokes
at me?
I was alone...
then you came along and
picked me up,
up of the dirty ground.
Why did you come?
Because all you're going
to do is
leave...
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