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Goodbye my Everything

Someday I wish to be a memory

Something you think was so sweet

I know that at times it seemed I didn’t care

But you meant everything, I swear

I wanted to hold you, love you, and show you everything

But all I did was wait

I wanted to be there, see that you would be there with me

But it was just too late

I’m praying that love finds its way

To my heart, one day

I know th...

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Butterfly

Every day that time goes by I know why I was with you

I was here to guide you into this part of your life

One that I will not be walking with you

I know it sucks for me to say that

But it’s fine

I enjoyed every moment with you and honestly

I loved you for every moment we were together

As the time goes on and as we both grow older

I pray to be just a memory

A sweet season...

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The End

Love is patient love is kind

In every space and in every time

I know that there is love that I found

 In this time, a soothing sound

A song that resonates with my whole being

One that keeps my heart beating

One that I know that only comes

From that special someone, the one I love

I hope you know that in every line

Is all my thoughts and all my mind

I hope you know in ...

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Happy To Be Alive

I pray that every day that you are smiling

That our love will always be compiling

That nothing can over take the way we feel

And we can both be head over heel

I know it’s hard at times to be with me

And it’s hard to sometimes see

The good in the bad

But just know that when you are sad

I will come rushing to save you from the pain

And I will promise to always love you aga...

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Dream

Dream

Sometimes I feel like this is a dream

Maybe more so a nightmare

My heart is ripped to the seam

The pain is so hard to bare

Every step is a mile

Every breath is a drag

It’s so difficult to smile

All my feelings are in a bag

A bag so cluttered I can’t see

Anything nice anything joyful

Before I used to believe

That this wasn’t my bag

Every passing moment t...

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