i love writing poetry. it's something that is amazing and beautiful. but i tend to be a bit pesimistic when it comes to my own poetry so let me know what you really think. |
O how my heart turns as blue
as the sea...
Pinch my soul
with every bit of guilt...
How does infatuation steal your soul?
replacing it with someone...
The gloominess that resides in my heart
is incurable to anyones touch...
You never promised me a rose garden
nor the stars upon the sky...