Poems from LaDaijaBaker
Fear of death in War
the staggered marching
in the wicked storm
despair on your shoulder
Blank face to the World
the shining sun high...
The shadow of sadness is heavy on my soul
The words that brought me happiness no longer work
I am stuck in a world full of shadow and...
What if i was a mouse?
A mouse that lived by a stream
in a tiny little shoe house
with nothing there but cheese.
What if I dressed real...