Biography of Sarah Green
Writing for me is a way to get away from the tough spots in life, the days were everything just won't go right. It takes me some time to get drug down by some things but I always am waiting for that silver lining that there is suppose to be. In the time that I do have free I'm either writing or hanging out with my friends and family. We have a lot of fun together because we can usually talk about whatever we want (although talking about weird things to your parents is sometimes not even near what you want to do) . My family is very tight knit I feel my friends are family and they usually feel the same. We see each other often enough that we are very much like family. We all have fights some times though but we always make up before to long.
There are so many things I want to accomplish in life some seem so far away that I can barely see them but some are so fast approaching that it seems scary that they are so close.
Sarah Green's Works:
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Sarah Green Poems
Come to the light where it is warm, out of the dark and into the light. Run from the bad and come to the good. There is someone waiting for you,
Can you see me, hear me falling from the sky? I thought you were my friend. You started doing drugs. I can't be friends with someone who might get me to do them to.
Blowing Snow & Ice
Blowing snow so beautiful, yet so dangerous, thin layers of ice crushed on the road, the snow shining and making the ice so very slick,
I Am Me
To see me as I am, You only see the surface, Deep inside there is someone different, I can see the way you want,
My heart slams into my ribs as he passes by me, I can't breath when he looks at me, My face feels like its on fire when he stares at me, My brain stops working when he talks to me,
As I enter the unforgiving gates, the valley opens wide for me to see There are millions of people just standing around, whispering what they wish they'd done
Can something be completely true of false? Or is it that it is somewhat true or false? Is there really a completely true or false answer? Or are they almost true or false?
All I see is white, As i rise there is no pain, No fears, All i feel is peace,
A Way To See Me In A New Way
wordless, Speechless, The inspiring words float in my head, Wishing to be put down on a pice of paper,
There are many things that can destroy and make beautiful but there are people that want to stop this they are the ones that call to our souls. Our soul listens to the deep moan of their call, and directs us towards it. It pulls us into the very long walk that our friends and family had to walk alone just like we are walking it for the reason of curiosity. The moans get deeper as we get closer and we see there is a line that stretches across the horizon as far as the eye can see.
Soul Mate Found
Falling... Through the cracks... Tiny pieces of my heart that you crushed... There is no end to the fall I can see.
In Your hands my heart does rest, It is so fragile, so easy to break. Do not dropp it, Do not crush it.
The people run from you, They don't know the truth, They only know the Lie.
I Can See
I can see you through the fog, Running for dear life. I come up beside you and I can see the terror in your eyes.
Can something be completely true of false?
Or is it that it is somewhat true or false?
Is there really a completely true or false answer?
Or are they almost true or false?
I really don't know the answer to these questions, but I ask them to you.
Do you know the answer?