Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Can't you hear me?
I can't take it
any longer
your silence
brings insanity

My new alias
I set so I
could continue
to post

Its me the one
who cries
holding her pillow

Longing for the
comforting branches
Weeping Willow

In case you still
don't get it

I'm sick of hiding
Don't you see
It's me Teri

Moving poem. Well written.

awesome words well written

the sadness came
she looked at it
held it
let it go
was no more reasons to hang on
see he wasnt what he said
wasnt what ya wanted

the cactus in the noonday sun
holds mositure
drink of the wetness in a dry place

If you won't, yet I will and you'll see:

I'll name me! I'll name me! I'll name me!