Hey.. im simmo.. i love to write poems about what i experiance.. so anything i write i have been through..nd as you can probly tell from alotta my poems, i am a lesbian.. i love readong what other people have come up with aswell.. |
She has seen me at my worst, with blood running...
How could i let this happen? I let my guard down...
Why is it that when i entered the room she is was...
A thousand things said between us without a word being spoken. A simple gesture shows so much. |
I could hear her laugh from across the room, so without even seeing her, I knew she was close, and i was safe... |
So while i am slowely breaking apart, I try my hardest to show her that i am getting better, until the day that i fall in a heap infront of her.. |