Treasure Island

Reba Haapala


tears fall


I stand there trying to screaming
Wanting to disappear
The screams are silent
No one see the sadness be hide the smile
Holding on to my heart afraid to let it go
My tears fall with out my control
It the tears sting my face like acid rain
The wing blows and I fall hitting the ground
And braking in to a million piece
No one there to help and not even the
Kings’ horse men could but me back together again



Tears fall hearts break
Hiding for the earth
Never finding joy
Still there standing screaming a silent
Cry’s waiting for some one to help this sad, sad girl


Alone with no one to help
What people thought was loving girl
The hater for her self grown
The scars on her arms get bigger
And you lose her even more


Tears fall hearts break
Hiding for the earth
Never finding joy
Still there standing screaming a silent
Cry’s waiting for some one to help this sad, sad girl

Tears fall hearts break
With out me what will happen to you?

Submitted: Thursday, May 28, 2009

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  • Kate Ram (6/9/2009 5:05:00 PM)

    aw.. darling, amazing poem but I must ask. WHY SO SAD? ! HAPPY POEM! ! ! ! 1 (Report) Reply

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