Biography of Samantha Gibson
I am 16 years old and have been working on my poems since I was 9. At this age I was put in my first foster home. Ever since then I have made my poems my Life. I have gone through hell and back. I know that I can survive
Samantha Gibson Poems
Love Me Right! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
babe, do you want me? will you die for thee? will you love me right? and hold onto me all night?
Why does it hurt? Why does it scream? At times it feels so good to live this dream I love you I yell Your body images just say hell
Tears fill my eyes Nothing can stop these crys but these crys are not for me these crys are for you
Crazy Love 4 Life
u take away the pain u are my umbrella in the rain u keep me warm in the cold as i have already told
sorrow fills my soul I have to let it go I am broken from the inside out All I need to do is shout
I used to dream such sweet dreams Of you and I making schemes All of a sudden Your demons take over your life And you stab me with a knife
Every time i look at you I get lost in your eyes Every time you look at me You get lost in your lies I am soo hurt I scream I am soo tired that I cannot dream
Memory Rush! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Thoughts flowing through my head I see u and I together in bed kissing each other so soft and sweet we will feel the flow and heat
pain and numbness sorround my heart I sit and watched u tear it apart all I want to do is die my eyes and heart cant even cry
Claws so thick and strong Teeth so sharp and long Tail so swift and fast But a heart that will not last
You lit up my world and made it bright You give off so much light My heart is so happy and bouncing All the while you were pouncing
My love and life You cut my heart like a knife You said goodbye I didnt cry
So trusting and lovley Dark and mysterious Full of spark and life Calm but wild
Why My Love Why?
why did you choose me? tell me if you are happy I am scared to let you close you love with such a dose.
I can not hear
I can not see
PLease whatever you are, Don't come near
I just want to be me
Silent as a mouse
I try to scream, no sound comes out
Surrounded by these silent walls in this house
I cannot speak nor can I shout