There is a girl
Sitting in a old tree house
In the big mighty oak
That was planted centuries ago
Tears running down her face
Saying
'Tell me a story
One that tells
Of hopes first light
Tell me of the bird
With broken wings
The one that learned to fly'
The girl saying
'Tell me how love finds a way
How some people change
Tell me together we will fly'
And I answer
'It's just taking some time love
For now you're stuck in the middle of it all
Don't worry
For you see
Everything will turn out alright
You're world is not falling apart
It is merely falling into place'
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryI scream till my voice gives out Till my lungs cave in Till my heart beats like a drum Till the blood rushes to my face Till the silence afterwards makes me think I went deaf 'Cause I'm so used to the sound of my own pain I scream until my body stop...
