Shannon Welch Poems
|1.||Pain And Misery||2/2/2012|
|2.||In A While||2/3/2012|
|5.||In And Out||3/7/2012|
|8.||The Baddest Pain||4/11/2012|
|9.||Who Am I? ?||4/14/2012|
|13.||A Love Story||7/23/2012|
|17.||What You Think||12/2/2012|
|19.||How Do I?||12/8/2013|
|21.||No One Know!||2/7/2015|
|22.||My Last Breath||9/14/2012|
|23.||The Women In Black||2/2/2012|
Comments about Shannon Welch
The Women In Black
You better run, you better fear.
You better panic, for she is near.
She'll take you to her layer, so you cant be heard by anyone
She'll put you in a cage, so you can be no one.
She'll take you out, so you can be observed.
She'll get some tin can so you can be preserved.
You better beware of The Women in Black.
My pain is like a stab to the heart.
My pain is like a knife to a bloody wrist.
Its like poison in the vein.
It kills me slowly and painfully.
I run from it, but I can't hide from it.
Everywhere I go it finds me.
I can try not to show it but it alway seems to find it way to the surface.
When it shows then everyone is miserable.
I can try to talk to someone.