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Well lets see, I am 18 and I have been through alot of shit in my life and yes I am a meth addict. I know I am and I acknowledge it...I dont try to deny it at all. I have been writing poems since I was eleven years old, I have been writing little life stories since I was 15. I know that I have a talent for writing, its just that I am so shy that I don't let alot of people read my poems and writings that often. I thought that this site would help me get over those fears of judgement and feed-back. If you want to know anything else about me or my writings, just email me and I will answer your questions and what not. |
When you understand why, maybe then you will know...
You ask me for reasons behind all my tears, but I...
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Lost love is worst than to have never found the felling at all. A pain which tears at you from the inside out. Losing love is a felling I never wanted to face again. Its a pain which has not ended, countless hours of a broken heart. |