Poems by Tyrell Harris

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  • I cut my wrist to numb the pain
    to rid my soul of this sorrow, the abuse, the...

  • As I try to write what's on mind right now
    I can't, too hurt, down, angry...

  • My heart is pounding, I'm floating on air
    The sweet, soft touch of her lips...

  • I get a funny feeling
    It comes from deep inside...

  • The music plays poetry through the air
    Her hips sway to the beat...

  • High up in the air
    Away from the pain...

  • They first called them a poet
    Writing beautiful words of poetry...

  • Something must be wrong with me
    With all this hurt inside...

  • Hear the tear drops fall from my eyes
    The crashing sounds of thunder as they hit the...

  • Silence is golden is the saying
    But actions speak volumes...

  • A design of man who force into the shadows
    ignored and beaten by silence words...

  • I have been brutally murdered
    not physically, but emotionally...