Searching, Searching
With elegance and grace
she glides through the trees
Tears sliding slowly down her face
Seeking, Seeking
Nowhere to go, she walks alone
through the rain, the snow, the sleet
for reasons and destination unknown
Hunting, Hunting
The world is behind her now
No smile is seen upon her face
Why? Always the question, yet where to find the answer
To others, her heart is of stone
But really full of broken glass
Easily shattered, already broken, throbbing stabs of pain
For she is always alone.
~Okay, so what do you think? And no, I am not depressed or anything, I just love to role play. Is that normal? I usually can never show anyone anything I write because it is different emotions and many different messages that I don't feel. Is that normal to role play? and also, many times I write about dreams I've had. This one, for instance, was a dream I had that i couldn't stop thinking about. So, I was just wondering what you think of my poem and where you usually get inspriation to write.
Thanks!
With elegance and grace
she glides through the trees
Tears sliding slowly down her face
Seeking, Seeking
Nowhere to go, she walks alone
through the rain, the snow, the sleet
for reasons and destination unknown
Hunting, Hunting
The world is behind her now
No smile is seen upon her face
Why? Always the question, yet where to find the answer
To others, her heart is of stone
But really full of broken glass
Easily shattered, already broken, throbbing stabs of pain
For she is always alone.
~Okay, so what do you think? And no, I am not depressed or anything, I just love to role play. Is that normal? I usually can never show anyone anything I write because it is different emotions and many different messages that I don't feel. Is that normal to role play? and also, many times I write about dreams I've had. This one, for instance, was a dream I had that i couldn't stop thinking about. So, I was just wondering what you think of my poem and where you usually get inspriation to write.
Thanks!