Biography of Rachael LoudFingers
Hey everyone my names Rachael.
As you can blatently tell, writing is something I find comforting when I have overhwhelming thoughts and or feelings.
I had a friend once tell me that keeping your beautiful thoughts from open ears is not humble, but selfish.
So here I am letting out all I have, and there is quite a big chance I do not know you.
So take in what goes through my mind.
And tell me what goes through yours when
your read my words.
Rachael LoudFingers Poems
Ventures through the wild He halts sharply Gazes into the beauty awhile profiles the grandfather trees
Digging A Hole
Sexual attraction has killed it all Emotions have become lost Happiness left out to violently fall We both evolve to mindless robots
The Window Won'T Always Be Foggy
There is a girl that weeps She detests her unbalanced life She's confused of who to keep She ponders at who is right
She trieds so hard to fit in with all the others They don't pay attention to her screaming words They don't consider her...Shes not there She sits alone, on her pretend throne
The warmth of your soul Lifting my heart and holding it high guiding me to the heavens
The Light Grows And Grows
That one little thing You pass by Could be everything Something
Falling Asleep In Class
Her eyes flutter without hesitance Outside surroundings become white Breaths are slow, yet tense For her troubles flow out of sight
Shadow of another Whos light beams Silently shoved beneath A better perfection
Tell me about the time When the hearts smiled in duet Remember that little rhyme That would help us forget
We lay in the grassy hills and I face him as he smiles I take heed to the evening, so still Right here and now it's all worthwhile
Emotions feelings thoughts are Uncontrollable Pierces my body chaotically Frozen with madness
Runs through the fields To hide a curse Hands open to heal Embracing them
The Bad Thing
Mind closed, collapsed Breath shortens A violent gasp To find a safe space
Swaying forward and back In the soft wind Light reflects off the petal That pastes a yellow glow
The Bad Thing
Mind closed, collapsed
A violent gasp
To find a safe space
I curl in a ball
Rocking Back and forth
Lifting my head
Rocking back and forth