You've got me feeling nervous
of every text you send...

I can't believe that a love which felt so strong,
so alive like nothing else matters...

This isn't a rhyming poem
just simply how i feel...

You believed my smile was real
because that's what I wanted you to see...

There's a beautiful pink rose
whose fragile petals are turning black...

Words cannot explain this torturous pain
I feel every time I think of you...

I keep listening to my tormented thoughts
chasing secrets from the past...

We skived again today
Couldn't face going to school...

If only she had
feathers of fearlessness...

Who would have guessed
that her body would show up...

Sleeping secrets
always become...

Trees cry
as secret memories...