just a little poem......
Shock is a permanent marker
That wrote all over my face
As I sit like sleeping on a bench
Staring at the page
It bleeds with red
From correcting pen
That was guided by your hand
And as it died so do I a little
Tears gather in my eyes
Like a jury called to judge
They fall in beads of accusation
Damning me to hell
Is misunderstanding a crime?
If so then they judge me justly.
Shock is a permanent marker
That wrote all over my face
As I sit like sleeping on a bench
Staring at the page
It bleeds with red
From correcting pen
That was guided by your hand
And as it died so do I a little
Tears gather in my eyes
Like a jury called to judge
They fall in beads of accusation
Damning me to hell
Is misunderstanding a crime?
If so then they judge me justly.
btyjugs:
Bbae i love this poem.......i say this in your public blog..you are awseome in every aspect of the word you never judge me and i shall never judge you....hope you can come to cali this year..your friend in every sense of the word Jess 