i am a simple girl who has a lot of broken times. my school is a dunp in a shit hole called yass (near the ACT) and the guys in it arnt much different i have been played used and torn apart but my friends have been there the hole time and i am still here becouse of them. most of my poems are about death family and the problems that i have had with guys. so i hope you enjoy them. |
I hate it when he drinks
he gets so violent and abusive...
A single tear rolls down
as i reminisce through pain...
I'm not here anymore
so where have i gone...
I miss you so much
i need you to hold me when i cry...
Sitting alone and cold
in my corner...
Death connot stop true love all it can do is delay it for a while |
I feel that im already lost and yet when i am with you i feel that you are my guiding star |
Not hurt enough to cry |