I enjoy writing poetry... It's a good way for me to express my emotions, feelings, and basically all the things I keep inside of me... Almost ALL of my poetry that I write has to do with my past and present experiences in my life... |
As I'm looking at this photograph
of you and me...
This happens all the time
all these feelings...
My mind is getting cluttered with all these...
that I don't want...
Why does finding someone who truly cares and wants...
I just don't understand...
Today I cut out all the pictures of him
and ripped them all into a thousand shreds...
Why does life have to get so damn hard... Why cant it just be easy??? |
I've been doing fine |
His words are just words |