Sierra Erway : Writing

Life In Letters

Life In Letters

A Poem by Sierra Erway


Always Busy,Constantly Dazed.Emotional Fights,Getting Hectic.Immature Jokes,Killing Laughter.Many Nights,Often Poisoned.Quiet Ridicule,Still Taunting...
Like Before, It's Always Her

Like Before, It's Always Her

A Poem by Sierra Erway


You pull her in,and push me away.Helping her liveas I die and decay.Tossing and turning every night in bed,as all of my demons fill my head.Rip me apa..
Lost-And-Found

Lost-And-Found

A Poem by Sierra Erway


Ticking away,the clock's run out.And here I am,still in Lost-And-Found.When did I get lost?When was I found?I am still lost...I won't be found...Last ..
In 15 Minutes

In 15 Minutes

A Poem by Sierra Erway


For the last fifteen minutes, what can I do?All I do is think about you...Your hair, your skin, your eyes, your smileAll make me safe... just for a li..
Your Winter, My Life

Your Winter, My Life

A Poem by Sierra Erway


I am fading,and floating by...Like the gentle snow falling down...No sound to interupt you,No colours to distract you,No voice to call for youas you t..
The Shore of Our Sanity

The Shore of Our Sanity

A Poem by Sierra Erway


Sitting alone, now, on the grey, cold shore...Watching the angry waves crash onto the sand...Lightening cracks across the skyand I remember you...How ..
Lost in My Head

Lost in My Head

A Poem by Sierra Erway


I am lost inside my head...Wandering aimlessly around my surreal thoughts...Swimming through the dark depths of my conciousness.Trying to finda way ou..
 The Fear

The Fear

A Poem by Sierra Erway


I'm not scared, I'm not scared...That's what you tell yourself when you're alone.In the dark.Resisting your demons and pushing away bad thoughts...You..
A Letter For You...

A Letter For You...

A Poem by Sierra Erway


Dear Shadow and Shadow, I am new to this world! And I love it!All I know is your sound and touch. My life is so wonderful here with you!Your arms are..
Myself; Whole

Myself; Whole

A Poem by Sierra Erway


Scars are throbbing,Heart still beating.My skin is a canvas,waiting for another masterpiece.My blood runs cold, just like the blade.And I fall into pl..