I'm from Surrey, British Columbia and I've been writing my whole life. My journal is my life and the only thing I can really confide in. Writing poetry is the only way I know how to speak how I'm feeling and why. The words just rush out of my mind and onto the pages. Most of my poems are about lost love and loss of family. I recently got picked for the semi finals in a poetry contest and my poem has been published (dear dad); I'm really happy about that. Anyway, I hope you like them, tell me what you think; good or bad, I can take it :P |
As I gaze at the moon on this hot summer night,
I feel the warmth of your presence beside me...
I love to watch the clouds race by,
Moving and changing form...
You know your words are painful,
Can't you see it in my eyes...
My body aches of sadness to think of my former...
& all the pathetic people that I've left...
I hate the way you make me feel,
Meaningless, neglected and sad...
Anyssa baby, I love you.
And try to stay strong...
The thought's dissect my brain
And they make me want to eat less...
Dear Dad;
I still can't believe your gone...
I hate the way it stares me down
Taunting everything that's me...
I'm sitting at home in my corner,
The only privacy That I consume...
A truly rich man is one whose children run into his arms when his hands are empty |
I have trouble accepting the fact that you're gone, so I wont... |
I don't miss him, I miss who I thought he was |