a dable of words

[granulated]

The Price of Nature

Is it rain or is it snow,
that keeps me feeling sad and low,
that dangle me from the river below,
before my eyes rapid tides grow.

With a blink of my eye,
my adrenaline runs high.
my hope shines in the sky,
but to myself nothing but lies,
that hold me back to fly.

So in this time i lay still,
like a robin perched on a sill, 

Comments

[love_her_madly_]

hey! its ana - as you know. OMG i miss you soo. Please come visit us dudeman.

Also i just wanted to tell you that that poem was really beautiful. You have talent. LOVES YA!