Why do I write poems
I know you will never read...
I fall from happy consciousness,
Into a dark despair...
You got into smoking
I got into drugs and drinking...
Cross my heart, hope to die,
stick a needle in my eye...
The morning after
Last night before...
What ever you do please;
dont say those three little words...
Hold me close.
Keep me well...
I envy the ones
That don't know what love is...
You gave me presents,
you gave me time...
All the chances i gave you
over and over again...
You smile at me
hoping to be...
The aching pain I feel for you,
slowly devours my insides...