A Gut Wrenching Heave
A red Raw Throat...
I told you during The Calm
that the storm was coming...
There is this girl.
She is up tonight...
Maybe she just can't work a smile today,
maybe she just can't pretend...
** Just a simple poem that was written on white...
My emotions are lonely...
Just another day.
I sit here and write away...
I find it fun,
I smile as I begun...
Forsaken I must be
All alone with no home...
I think the woman is something far too resentful...
The poet is proud like a peacock, she knows she's...
I'm not broken,
I cut to ease the pain...
I am perfect, I am neat, I am wonderful and I'll...
Leave me behind and I'll tell you what I'll do...
It hurts so much
To look around at everyone...