Biography of Natasha Wellington
Im Tasshh (=
& i Dnt Know What i Want to Do With My Life.
But at the Time Being;
Im not Bothered With my Future,
Because i could die tomorrow.
So im Living Today.
iLove Writing Poetry,
& Only Really Write When im Upset or Really Happy.
It Makes Me Feel Better.
+ My Therapist
Thinks i should do it More Often (=
Natasha Wellington Poems
My World Is Spinning Round And Round, Im Feeling So Confused, For After All Thats Happened, My Hearts Still Feeling bruised.
As Many People say, Friendship is Like a Circle; it Has no End, That why Your my Bestfriend i Can't Imagine my Life Without You By My Side
Distance isn’t for the fearful, Its for the bold Its for those willing to spend a lot of time alone, In exchange for a little time
If I Was Just Enough.
If i could show You inside My Heart, I Know for Certain We would Not Be Apart. If i Had the words to explain how i felt, and how you take my breath away,
We Could Of.
i Lay on My Bed And Wonder Why, Whats The Reason For My Cry, is It a Plead? To Make me Stop And Think Before i Bleed.
i Start To Think; About My Past, My Preset, My Future Then i Blink, i Think about how Many People said They Would Stay in Touch,
Im Not Perfect
No; Im Not Perfect, I Cant be What You Want Me To Be, Yes i Use Dishonesty, I Can't Firgue myself Out,
i Miss The Stars in the Night Sky, i Miss The Brightness in Your Eye, i Miss How We Used to Lye, i Miss How You Used to Try.
I Can'T Remember.
i Can't Remember How or Even Why; You Said Your Goodbye, i Can Remember The Look on Your Face, it Was Like i Wasn't There; Gone Without a Trace,
Within my book of memories, Are special thoughts of you. And all the many nice things You often say and do -
I Think im Going Crazy, The Craziness is Seeping Through My Happiness, & Each day i just Seem to Care Less. So Just Show me Something New;
Its Not A Poem; But A Memory Which Is Cl...
The Remember Whens ♥ I can remember the first time i met youu, I was going inside to watch TV because obviously didn't want to be outside with the family, and then there you were, sitting in my
The Blade Will Tear My Flesh Apart, The Blood Will Flow Away, The Wound is deep - yet i Feel No Pain, My Heart Fills With Dismay,
No, He Doesn't always make me happy, there are times when i really just want to punch him in the face, get up and walk away because it seems so much easier. but thats not what true love is about.
If I Was Just Enough.
If i could show You inside My Heart,
I Know for Certain We would Not Be Apart.
If i Had the words to explain how i felt,
and how you take my breath away,
I Would be stronger to stay another day,
If i Was what you wanted and more,
I Would Have my Arms Healing and Be off This Floor.
But Now im Too Scared to Move,
Too scared to want to know its true,