The girl with the raven hair
Wants to feel.
She wants to feel
Your touch on her skin.
The girl with the icy blue eyes
Wants to feel.
She wants to feel
The way rain runs
Down her goosebump covered arms,
And not the way her tears
Fall down her cheeks.
The girl with the scars that coat her hips
Wants to feel.
She wants to feel
Like she has a place
In her shattered life.
I want to feel.
YOU ARE READING
Simply Me
PoetryThis book is just the first collection of my random poems. If this one does well I'll continue to make more. How many? I don't know, we'll see happens. Some of these poems will be dark and have mature content, but I don't filter myself in the real w...
