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
My Prince.
When I said I didn't know I meant I didn't know how to explain. How you always make me laugh, and even smile when I'm in pain. I don't know to explain these feelings you have caused. Or how instead of staring straight into your eyes I just watch. Observing the way you look back at me and I wanna look away, but I still don't leave your eyes lonely and in your arms I stay. So I lay my head on your chest, close my eyes so I can clearly listen to the beat of your heart. Telling myself that this fairytale is real , and being with my prince was the best part.
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