Hey, I guess I write okay poetry for my age. 14 is pretty young to write about sadness and depression,. Of course, most suicides happen to people between 14 and 19. ha ha, imagine that. Well, anyway, plesse read and comment/vote about my poems. Anyone who votes/comments, I read theirs. So yah. ttyl. love much, marla |
Hatred is such a beautiful thing.
You can feel it on a hot summer night or in the...
What on my body is
red white and blue...
You can kick my sorry a s s goodbye
You can kiss my pale skin goodnight...
I'm writing here, lonely
One o'clock in the morning...
Dear love I see you standing there.
In the mirror with an unclear stare...
Sitting in this cold white room,
I feel so lost, I've met my doom...
Last night it was hard for both of us
& we cried into eachother\'s shoulder...
I could listen to you scream your songs;;
for hours on hours on end...
I remember this place vauely.
I think it was in my dreams...
Are you worth feeling this lonely?
I just feel like you're going to leave me...