I'm A. I'm 19 now and made this account a few years ago. I don't know what made me come back to this site, but I logged in and read through some of my old poems. It makes me wonder why I stopped writing when I know my skills have developed a lot more over time. Maybe I'll get back into writing and post new things for everyone to read. (: |
From the bottom of her heart
The endlessness of her soul...
The effects he has on me he will never understand,
The way my heart beats when my hand is in his...
I don't think I can do it,
Can't make it this time...
You promised to love me until we died,
You promised to hold me, be there when I cried...
You can't break me to pieces,
I'm already broken...
Alone and cold in
A darkening room she sits...
Just make me hide,
cry out the pain...
I'd noticed him before, but I was too nervous to...
anything...
There was a cold breeze among us, only very few
walked the shores...
Who made me laugh, spitting soda out my nose?
Who took that picture, the one with the kids and...
You can dream as if you'll live forever. |
A heart is not a play thing, |
All the heartbreak |