This is a work that one friend ask me to realize, here is the four hands poem...we made. She went blank a few years ago...I give her my words.
Bold=my friend
The rest = my words
I know you will recognize yourself! Love you! Yeah I did it! Challenge done! B-)
At night I wake up with heart ache stressed and depressed. So much pain and I know who's the blame. I wish I could be free and be the real me. Oh how beautiful my life would be if i could just be free to be me.
It is now morning I walk near you but I have the feelings to be in a dream. As my heart ache I wanna hide. Do you see what I say? Do you realize than I am not me anymore? Do you feel it?
I just look on the dark lake of depression. I feel nothing left than death...but I wanna hide you all. But with kind words you are able to console me. You put your arms around me saying my dear could I free you of your pain? I understand your feelings...
I feel you are like an angel. I feel I am not alone anymore.
None is to blame as you free me.
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