How I Feel In Poetry, SOME HAPPY OR SAD

As I stand there alone, not a soul to be see. I wonder how I got here and why was it me? While the darkness closes in, and mist floating free. My heart begins to bound, wishing for it all to leave me be! I could hear the voices of the 'unknown' Keeping thoughts to myself my blood began to run cold.... Sign in to see full entry.

Me, Myself and I saild off in a rubber boot. Over a sea of twinkling stars and into a sea of Dew. Under the stairs I asked Myself if the world is round. Cause when ever someone seems to leave, they are never to be found. Sign in to see full entry.