My poems are all the same
SAD...

Love is a red rose,
that sits on my window pain...

My poems are filled with sadness
my head with madness...

Mum
Do you even know what that word means...

All these years,
And still I'm fighting back these f**king tears...

Nanna awake! open your eyes and the bright morning...
See the dear sun...

I didn't mean to hurt you,
your my boo...

The beauty that surrounds me
yet nobody can see...

The child i see,
Before me...

The blood drips from his hands onto my face,
As it drips down, i look up...

I didn't realize, until you were gone,
how alone i really was...

Night time comes, i still lay awake,
thinking to myself for f**k sake...