Biography of Mary Roach
Born in St. Joseph MO
I am 16 years old and am currently a sophomore in high school.
I love poetry and literature.
i havent lived anywhere besides the United States. i have visited Mexico otherwise i havent been out of the country.
I enjoy writing poetry very much. it is a way of expressing my feelings and letting out anything and every thing i have ever wanted to say.
some of my earlier poems are depressing and weird. they are about the little struggles as a teenager that i experianced.
my poetry is different now as you can tell. i have more positive feelings.
I am a Christian and have been for 7 years now. I try to devote my life to Christ and i feel that his plan will soon unfold for me. i may not know my particular place at the moment but He will let me know in due time.
Mary Roach Poems
One Window Is All I Need
One window is all I need To understand the world that lies ahead To see what is in store for my future To learn about the values of life
I Am The Painter And Creator
I am the painter and creator I wonder how many things I will make I hear the quiet strokes of a brush I see the work of art come to life
No Other But He
stand strong, lift forth your ear to me take cover and shield your weary eyes no other can lift you up but He
Weeping in the silence Crying in the mist Feeling so weak What have I missed
I can’t think of a poem to write. I keep thinking but nothing in spite I have a thought but no kind of plot I guess I’ll stay at this all night
Going good so far Feeling better every day It’s raining outside but I'm smiling My social well being is improving
A chilly, cloudy morning Awakens the new day The birds are singing restlessly I hope they’ve come to stay
So many sleepless nights. The wall of protection has fallen and crumbled allowing the enemy to walk right over the rubble and make their attack. The barrier has split and let the enemy in. So many sleepless nights.
The New View Of Love
I have a new view of love It’s a lot different then before Because the one thing that I wanted Was right outside the door
Sitting In The Darkness
I’m sitting in the darkness Clutching the hole in my chest My eyes are wet from weeping That’s why I get no rest
There comes a time in peoples lives that someone walks astray No one knows what happening until they’ve gone away For your scared and lonely not knowing what to do
Girl Wondering, thinking, deciding The little girl Deeply
Cries, cries, cries… Why do people have to cry? Sin, sin, sin…
Sitting In The Darkness
I’m sitting in the darkness
Clutching the hole in my chest
My eyes are wet from weeping
That’s why I get no rest
The pains from my wound
Are more then I can bare
The blood is caked on my skin
And matted in my hair