Dianna R. Evans
I'm young but I love writing! ! When I write songs and poems I feel complete and that i'm not in the same world as every one else! ! ! I feel free and like I could do anything. I feel like no one could tell me what to do when i am writing! ! ! ! ! ! ! I take my anger out with my writing so you know when im writing im either sad or royally ticked off! ! ! ! more »
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Dianna R. Evans Poems
I look into your eyes and I fall more inlove then I have ever been before.
My heart hurts My bodys full of pain And all you do is sit. Sit there and watch me suffer.
THANKS THANKS to whom ever told the guidence counceler im comiting suisiced THANKS to whom thinks that telling people shit like is gonna stop me
Proud to be me!
Im proud to be me! I never want to change. Dont want to change for him. Im not gonna change at all.
Look a the hole the hole you put in my heart. Look at the tears the tears that roll down my cheek.
I am all alone sitting here in the dark wondering why why am I all alone
Bandage Bandage my heart you have scarred
Im sorry for the way I am. Sorry for still loving you. Sorry your always on my mind. Im sorry I fell in-love with you.
It's hard for me to breathe It's hard for me to smile But Baby for you I would do anything
Writing peoms... That's how I express myself... When I'm angry... Whim I'm sad...
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(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
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I look into your eyes
and I fall more inlove
then I have ever been
You look into my eyes
and you fall inlove with
me even more.
I say that I love you
and you say it back to me.
But now I ask myself
if you really meant it.
I ask myself if our
Love was and is Real.
If you were using me
to get another girl.
Turns out you really
were and I never thought
I could forgive you.
But instead I keep crawling back
to you just to get hurt again
and again. Because.........
Im so stupid, and
Im so inlove
I need to find ...