Biography of Mya Crawford
I have been writing scence i was 7 im 15 now...umm... the poem life was the first one i ever wrote...poetry gives me a sence of peace...a nice brake from reality i guess u could say. i love to chat so feel free to message me and if you want to email me you can.
Mya Crawford's Works:
Mya Crawford Poems
i watch the walls close in, sufficating me for my every sin, what could i possibly have done to make these walls close in? I yell, I screem, I cuss,
My Life Abc's
(A) lways being put down (B) ecoming my own persone (C) leaning up there mess (D) ont wanna let people down
I hold you close, not wanting to ever let go... knowing that one day you'll leave me,
sunshine is hidden behind dark clouds, love is lost in a sea of hate, peace lost to war, and wisdome lost to ignorance,
(stupid Poem) Death
how can death be so new to me, when in reality its always been a part of me? the day your born you start to die, and the day you die you start to live,
Counting Rain Drops
She hears the rain out side her window seel, and concentrats on how many drops she hears, 1,2,3,4,5 There home,
i went for a walk in the forest, the nice quiet forest, i turned left then right, left, right, left, right
Losing Immortal Freedome Every passing Second
i went for a walk in the forest,
the nice quiet forest,
i turned left then right,
left, right, left, right
when i came to an area of the forest that was compleatly dark...
i turned to try to walk back,
but the path that i had been following was no were to be seen,
but of course no one heard me...