Comments : I am not who I used to be.

  • 17 years ago

    by isabel

    While hapiness goes numb, the broken soul hides away...when empty there is no hapiness, but no pain as well...

    i feel also that way... it's a horrible thing to feel... but emptiness of a soul easily becomes poetry...
    you write from the soul... and that is what makes your poetry so beautiful...
    it's not the rhyme that makes the poem... it's the soul of the poet himself...

  • 17 years ago

    by Angel

    I really like how you write! it's so touching...