Poems: Life is Life.

Someone's Here

I should be use to my tears,
Because all my life I lived with nothing but my fears,
If only I could explain,
My problems that I get from my pain;

For the dark things that I desire,
Is what began the fire,
The riff between you and me,
I wish not to see,
To forget the past,
Is like a love story that will never last,
For what should be my new beginning,
Only feels like the ending;

There are nothing but painful regrets,
That I wish to forget,
As the night will rise,
I go to bed telling myself lies,
Hating the fact of being alive,
With a dream wishing to die;

As I watch everything turn blue,
And I know that I miss you,
I'll look up and wonder,
Couldn't I get better,
I'll sit on the ground all night,
Deep in thought, for when I think of you,
I know someone's here;