sandrasunflower12

  she  walks  through the woods searching for her soul. she walks  through thick branches and  ends up in the middle of a mist.  She falls in the mouth of the quick sand. Before it takes her down to the core of the earth  she see  shadows dancing around her. They laugh at her struggles. They hiss at her escape.  She lifts her head and sees a little girl  on top of a tree. The little girl swing her legs back and forth with a smile on her face  then her smile becomes tears. Soon after the earth start taking her alive. Her heart beat slows down and she starts gasping for air. She's almost to her last breath but she feels a hand grabbing her from

  The things she hold inside This little girl who searches for the perfect flowers to give to her mother   This little who cry’s for no reason   She lost in her own mind She's going crazy   She dying every minute of the day   She once was a little girl with spirit but now she’s vanishing like the dark mist   She fakes a smile outside but inside she cries for help She lost in her own world and no one knows how to save her She’s no longer the free spirited child   She  have seen a lot and lived a life that no child should have lived She now hides in the thoughts of others

THE the empty pit is where I sleep at night the pitch dark room is where you will find me the deep murky water is where I swim the gray mist that appears at night is where I play the puddle of mud is where I hide the rain that comes from the heavens  is where I wash away my sins the rainbow above is where I resign I am the cracks on the walls I am the dust on your ceiling fan I am the particles that flow in the air I am a negative skew I am a atom I am who I want to be I am the one I am me

I walk in the pouring rain wondering if I will ever feel the thunder in my heart I step in a mud puddle and it taints me with its filth I turn the corner and  I see a fallen tree thats has been struck by lightning I remain in the corner for this left projecting tree prevents me from walking head to my other life So I sit down on the tree stump and stare at the raindrops and for every raindrop that falls I see faces I see the face of A lost women A lonely man A child with no father A dog with no owner A old lady with no hope For these are the fallen The ones who never made it to the other side.

Pain heals with a touch Tears will no longer fall Heartache will be replace with kisses Misery would just be a word Death becomes life Lost souls will be found Old age wont exist The tainted becomes pure Hunger will not be felt For the golden gates has open

The cries in the mist The blood that flows down the river bed The graves in the cold wet ground The lightning that strikes old bruised hearts The rain that washes away broken promises The snow that covers ones mistakes The cycle of ones tragedy is more than it seems By Sandra

Her kisses are now poison His smile becomes frowns on her face Her hugs now are pushes His laughter is now silent Her love becomes hate His faith is now disbelief Her trust becomes accusation His words turns into symbols Her beauty is repulsive to him Before Her kisses once were sweet His smile used to brighten her day Her hugs once embrace affection His laugh were once loud Her love once existed His faith once was strong Her trust wasn’t question His words were once sentences Her beauty he used to admire Their hours turned into minutes and minutes into seconds For their hourglass is now empty by Sandra