The name's Rhonda. I have a beautiful daughter. I've been writing since 2004, I don't write much anymore but I've been told that when I do write it's good. But I leave that decision up to anyone that will give me advice about what I'm doing right and what I'm doing wrong. I have been through tons of bad stuff. Which writing is usually the result of. My poems might suck, but it helps me get through it. I don't care what people think of me, but I do care what people think of my writing... If that makes sense. |
The love she feels
is unbearable...
She knows what she wants,
but sometimes...
Nobody cares about my feelings,
She quietly states to her guy friends...
I am a writer,
Writing my feelings...
She walks down the hall,
barely glancing his way...
Drip drip,
Drip drip...
Best friends,
is what they used to be...
She walks slowly,
Down the long hallways...
She screams
at the top of her lungs...
** .....Never Break The Heart That Truely Loves You..... ** |
Dont Leave The One You Love For The One You Like... Because The One You Like Will Leave You For The One They Love... |
Your Lying If You Say Hearts Dont Break, But Your Really Lying If You Say They Can Fix With Duck Tape. |