An Untitled Poem.

The clouds fell,
They were like a man running away,
No one had seen him,
Except the little girl that prayed,
As he kept running the sky started to cry,
For it has lost its heart,
The only thing that makes it happy,
The man that was running,
Was the man that died,
The sky praised him,
For he was doing so well,
But then he stared running,
He suddenly just dropped like the clouds.


Love or so I Thought.

I feel in love,
Like a man and a woman conceiving a child,
I prayed for her,
Asked to make sure she was well,
She said she cared,
I don’t believe her at all,
She kissed a girl,
I did it back,
She told me again she cared,
I told her back,
Now I’m sad,
Not wanting life,
Till she figures out,
I will be in pain,
I need a life,
Need a girl,
Need the love,
She once gave me,
Oh well.

Dani