Natasha Elizabeth Beatrice Williams
Natasha Elizabeth Beatrice Williams Poems
|1.||Welcome To The Mad House||10/6/2012|
|3.||Here In Your Arms||10/6/2012|
|4.||How I'Ve Grown||10/6/2012|
|5.||Pictures Of You||10/6/2012|
|9.||What You Don'T Do.||11/20/2012|
|13.||Am I Right?||8/28/2013|
|16.||How Can You See Me As Beautiful?||10/6/2012|
|18.||Blow Me A Kiss||10/15/2012|
|19.||Victoria Elizabeth Smith (30th September 2011,10.43pm)||10/6/2012|
Victoria Elizabeth Smith (30th September 2011,10.43pm)
I held my breath and opened my eyes to look into the mirror.
I was scared, it was the first time doing this since you left.
I didn't look right, I didn't look like any kind of winner.
It was look the light from my eyes and soul had also left.
It wasn't that surprising. I just lost my kin.
I couldn't cry when you went away.
Had to keep all those emotions at bay.
I had to stay strong, everyone else needed me today.
Though seeing you there, the way you lay…
My heart broke, in every single type of way.
My breathing stopped, I plainly just forgot how.
Pull pain from my feet.
Pull weakness from my ankles.
Pull pins and needles from my thighs.
Pull lust from my lions.
Pull disgust from my stomach.
Pull precious air from my lungs.
Pull sweet love from my heart.
Pull strength from my shoulders.