This will be the last poem I write. I'm done with poetry. I'm done with anything I was once was or had. It's time to start over. It's time to forget who and what I was. Because I've begun to hate who I am.
If only I could find some truth In the lies that have become my li… I know I loved you without a doub… But I never meant for the strife. Everything I have done was for th…
I wake from a nightmare to immedia… Seeing that my baby is here to hel… His arms tight around me, his stea… He somehow manages to get rid of m… I roll myself over and look into h…
A porcelain skinned girl A long blonde cloak And a mirror reflecting her blue. A tale to tell Amongst her face
I listen as they bicker back and f… And remember why I hide myself aw… It’s the only thing I know how to… That puts my emotion at bay. I’ve lost myself somewhere over ti…
The leaves fall to the floor In shades of yellow and orange. A crisp winter breeze The distinct smell of fall. I turn to my left
I gather my tears up in a bottle a… Watching as it drifts away, perhap… Free of sadness, free of pain, fre… Freedom to sleep good dreams of ha… No more twitching, no more screami…
I see the change that has become. The sorrow we have brought upon ou… You used to write about love and h… Curiosities of your heart and mind… And I of stories untold.
Thinking back to where I’m from Who I could’ve been When we left were we wrong? What if I should’ve been.. That girl off the streets
Enduring the pain of heartbreak I walked into my room. Head throbbing, chest bleeding, te… I closed my door and turned, stepp… There he was; sitting in my chair
Some time is what I need To focus on me. Figure out who I am, Find out who I will be. I don’t ask for long,
My eyes have opened and now I can… What I have never seen before The beauty hidden amongst the tree… The tides upon the shore. I ask whatever gods may be
Dearest memories Of deepest darkest secrets Sweet serenities Swimming through a blackened abyss A smile of cancer,
Most normal people can dream good… I guess that makes me abnormal. For I haven’t dreamt a good dream… Left to question my own moral. When it starts out good it falls a…
How can you be happy In a World like Today? When the one’s that you Love Are the ones Taken away... I Hope, my dear,
How is it that our prisoners Are better cared for than our home… How come expressing yourself Makes you weird or a freak? How come I can’t tell you you’re…