in a dream that came to me last night.
i was wondering a dark long road al alone. then a light shinde so bright it blinded me for a moment, when the light had gone and i could open my eyes again i was seeing a land. a land that was not different from this world. but in the same time al was different, it was not the land of the living, it was the land for those who passed away. the land where the dead comes.
a strange looking man with flames as hair came to me, he took my hand in his and looked at it and said.
"yes you are him, welcome home my dear friend we have been waiting for you"
"why am i here" i asked him
"u are here cause you're
live a life, live with love by yondaime-hokage88, literature
Literature
live a life, live with love
why is it that feelings of darkness always seems to finde me where ever i hide in this world. why is it that old wounds still hurt as it happend resently. thise are some questions i never seem to finde the answers to. i know that what ever the world say to me im not alone but that dosent stop the feelings to tell me that i am, i know i sound stupid and selfish when i wright this here on my wall but this are only what i think and nothing more. it have nothing to do with others, it is only a way for me to talk out of how i feel. the lonlyness is hard to take but when i think of my firends im never trouly alone. i have my angels, my f
When I think back on the first day I laid eyes on you, you came to me in the form of a beautiful angel. your light was so Clarté and warm, it healed my wounds. you came and gave me comfort when I was sad and needed it most. When I cried did you come to me in my dreams, always keep me in your arms telling me that "a new day always comes after night." I still see you my angel, my light, still protecting me from the darkness in my life until I find my own path in life. This is for you, a memory I hold dear, and next to my heart at night. I see that you come to me and spread your wings of light, comforting me. I love you my angel, my light.
when one dont know.... by yondaime-hokage88, literature
Literature
when one dont know....
for some reson i feel alone, and it feels right. with out a clue if he exists or realy wants to see me. i feel free but hurt, like a wound have come to my heart where once love and joy lived in me. im 21 years old and never been kissed, dont know whater to be happy or sad, to live or not.
thise are some of my thoughts that goes throught my head as i wright this. i know some one well feel sorry for me and some not, i dont care any more. here is a link to a song that.
LIVE on when some one can´t live fore those u love and care for. live it with joy and happyness.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xY2RScu0qUc
in a dream that came to me last night.
i was wondering a dark long road al alone. then a light shinde so bright it blinded me for a moment, when the light had gone and i could open my eyes again i was seeing a land. a land that was not different from this world. but in the same time al was different, it was not the land of the living, it was the land for those who passed away. the land where the dead comes.
a strange looking man with flames as hair came to me, he took my hand in his and looked at it and said.
"yes you are him, welcome home my dear friend we have been waiting for you"
"why am i here" i asked him
"u are here cause you're
live a life, live with love by yondaime-hokage88, literature
Literature
live a life, live with love
why is it that feelings of darkness always seems to finde me where ever i hide in this world. why is it that old wounds still hurt as it happend resently. thise are some questions i never seem to finde the answers to. i know that what ever the world say to me im not alone but that dosent stop the feelings to tell me that i am, i know i sound stupid and selfish when i wright this here on my wall but this are only what i think and nothing more. it have nothing to do with others, it is only a way for me to talk out of how i feel. the lonlyness is hard to take but when i think of my firends im never trouly alone. i have my angels, my f
When I think back on the first day I laid eyes on you, you came to me in the form of a beautiful angel. your light was so Clarté and warm, it healed my wounds. you came and gave me comfort when I was sad and needed it most. When I cried did you come to me in my dreams, always keep me in your arms telling me that "a new day always comes after night." I still see you my angel, my light, still protecting me from the darkness in my life until I find my own path in life. This is for you, a memory I hold dear, and next to my heart at night. I see that you come to me and spread your wings of light, comforting me. I love you my angel, my light.
i made a poem wiht the name when one dont know... it realy decribes how i realy feel and think just now. even if a have friends i dont know what to do, if some one know´s how to fix a brocken heart that is split in to thousen pices then please tell me.
i have try to make me see the life to be but in wain i feel the sand pour throught the glass of time.
to day is my birthday and i turnd 21. hurray for me, and i celebrated buy making this poem
i wish i coud hear and see you, to be next to the one i hold dear. to be in his arms to feel his breath, to live for him and that reason