I look back
Remembering all the nights
I have sat here writing,
Writing Stories and poems
...
God sent me an angel
He heard my cry, the cry of a broken heart
He blessed me with his love
And kept me close
...
Miss me as i change
Miss the one who always followed
Miss the one that u always blamed cause'
Im not going to be your toy any longer
...
Something makes me
Sit here, Still, in the dark
And start to think about you
I can hear your laugh
...
They are the scars of your past
Running it across
Drip, drip, drip
The fluid of your life
...
I love him with my heart
I kiss him with my lips
I hold his hand with mine
Our hearts beat as one
...
Names Brianna, I was Born in San Jose, Ca. On May 5,1994. I started writing poetry when i was in first grade. My teachers had said that i should grow up to write poetry. As i got older my poems got better and better. But now i'm not totally sure how they turn out anymore. They aren't as good to me, But to others they turn out quite well.)
Looking Back
I look back
Remembering all the nights
I have sat here writing,
Writing Stories and poems
About you and me,
The things we did
And the things we loved
And now here i sit
Crying and writing
About how you broke my heart
And how much further we could have gone