When I first came on this site, the first poem I read here was by a poet who used the name "Rolo". I was amazed, to say the least, by how well her writing flowed and how beautiful it was. She was the one who inspired my to write poetry, she is my idol. |
I see you happy, I see you glad, I only wish that...
Burnt like charcoal, worn like tar, cut after cut...
The cuts march up, one by one, I try to hold on...
I'm tired of all of these things but you don't...
I loved you and I thought you loved me, but I just...
Everyday he cries out in pain, everyday everything...
I loved you and I thought you loved me, but I just...
I'm tired of all of these things but you don't...
The cuts march up, one by one, I try to hold on...
Burnt like charcoal, worn like tar, cut after cut...
No one knows, because no one cares. |
My heart can't break if it wasn't even healed when you got to it... |
No one knows that I'm silently screaming... dying on the inside, because no one cares... |