About Me
- Heiriana
- New Jersey, United States
- Now keep in mind that Im an artist and Im sensitive about my ish. Every since I was young I always wrote poems, songs, and short stories. So of course when asked what I wanted to be when I grew up my first intial reaction was to say writer. Overtime the responses to that answer changed me, but never changed my way of thinking. I was told, "to be a writer was an impractical dream." And "Writing should be a hobby not a career." But in the words of my favorite artist I believe "if they don't know your dreams, then they can't shoot them down". Writing is more than just a passion to me. Like air, it flows thru me. It's my reason for life, my reason to live. My poems are like my diary, how I view the world, life, and love. So feel free to read my poems. Take a look at things thru my eyes, my dreams and my thoughts from living life with my head in the clouds.
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Change
Gave you the key to my heart so easily but come to think of it did you ever give me yours . The light can't shine in with the blinds down and all your doors closed . Mistakes made nd suffered for in a collection of regrets . Small but major and impossible to forgive and forget . But lets go back to the days we when all we did was play and life was only innocence and bliss . And just like me you shall come to see all the things that you miss . Move on , Move On , MOVE ON ! One step forward , but three retreated . Look up and i can see nothing , for the hole dug myself in keeps getting steeper . Is there even any room left for you to ever love me again ? I guess not because look at how we barely managing to stay friends . I feel like I ran into a dead end tunnel. Dark and blind. Too naive and believed that your love was ever mine. Nothing good can remain the same . I guess thts a benefit/disadvantage of this thing called change .
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