When you write poetry it's meant to be read,
By people who want to read all that you've said...
Time after time
I try to forget...
I can't handle
Thinking of you...
I'm telling the truth
When i say this...
There was nothing
That i could say...
I guess it was just
One of those things...
I've worked my way
Through all the pain...
Now and forever
You'll stay in my mind...
Lets decorate the house and hold a party.
To celebrate Dad's birthday...
Dear chocolate, thank you for always being there,
when I never needed you in my life...
Walking in the aisle, spell bound,
she frowned after tripping over her evening gown...
If facebook was an actual book sold on a nook...
Reviews would call it a waste of time...