Poems from Caitlinmoak
To those who hold me dear.
On the gentle wind on a winter's night,
to the harsh rays of a summers day
To those who hold me dear.
From...
To those who hold me dear.
On the gentle wind on a winter's night,
to the harsh rays of a summers day
To those who hold me dear.
From...
How does the lily bloom in the dead of night?
Lost in the dark room, filled with fright?
Forever closed under the watchman's sight....
When my breath won't stop shaking,
and the walls are closing in,
my breath will catch,
and I can't find a grin,
when my hands start to...
I WANT TO SCREAM
FROM THE TOP OF THE HILLS
to the bottoms of oceans
I WANT TO DIVE
Headfirst into my problems
But i push them all...