Biography of Wounded Soul
Wounded Soul Poems
I Hate What I Feel
I saw him again, The sweating of my hands, The stuttering of my tongue, And the feeling was still there.
The One Who Loves You
Why can't you see That you and me Are meant to be?
On The Line
This game is getting out of control, And I need to catch myself before I fall. I don’t know what’s wrong and what’s right, But I know I’m happy when you’re by my side.
The Kind Of Girl
She’s the kind of girl who stays in the sideline, And she never wished for that bright spotlight. She just observes the world silently from the distance, Hoping for someone to give her even a single glance.
Remember when we first met at the halls in school? I was awestruck by you but I played it cool. You smiled at me and started a conversation, And that was the start of a perfect connection.
I look at the stars And hear your voice from afar. Remember the times we had? It had been a while.
Sweet smiles, glowing eyes, That’s how I saw you before. Faithful years to flowing tears, Darkness took over light.
It Will Make Sense Someday
All that promises that were broken, All the lies you believed in, It will make sense someday.
Well, I never remember buying a ticket To have a joyride in your confused mind. And I never studied psychoanalyzing To read your all-over-the-place thoughts.
Well, I never remember buying a ticket
To have a joyride in your confused mind.
And I never studied psychoanalyzing
To read your all-over-the-place thoughts.
You said you already told the truth
But I can sense that there’s something left untold.
I know you never lied but what you said were half-truths.
Can you just tell me what’s real and what’s the joke?