sara pounds

Rookie (8-19-1985 / Florida)

For Borrow - Poem by sara pounds

For 'borrow' the will of myself and the love that comes with it. The tale I will say with this word that means some things are real. I know not what will happen in this life that's made of lemons.

Sour of this day and everything in it. I met this smile with not so much grace. Will I deny my happiness today? I don't know how not to screw this up.

Some will see me and some will not tell me what went wrong. I don't know if I should give it to borrow, unless this ends with my nod. For I wish to be viewed a million times and the words that will fade away.

Set my eyes free with every voice we speak, as loud as they can be. The feelings are worthless of no meaning behind them. Staring at the rise of it; the light of humanity and all parts of life.

It captures the heart of all waves of every little weakness. Pulling what will of all names and bring it up to reality, and in every will that brings me hope; it does bother me to know that not everyone will listen to the voice that speak for us.

For 'Borrow' yourself to see me, and believe me when I say; I see the faces of yesterday and the fears of tomorrow. The crying never stops and tears will always drop. They fall on us all, and we wonder what we did to get them.
Crying to upset them all and making noise so can tell him that I’m still here. This is for 'borrow' for the name never meant anything to me.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 24, 2008

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