That poem
I could never find the right words to make that deep heart broken poem.
The ones where they couldve just said 'stuff’ but instead said 'paraphernalia’ causing you to question your intelligence, and look the word up.
The poem where theres a lot of metaphors, and talk about how ill never love the same.
Go back deep in my childhood, began to talk about how my father was never there.
The poem where i have to take a step back and gather myself.
Wait for the audience to get loud and cheer me on.
But I guess we’ll wait for that poem.
Sun, march 27, 2016 9:19pm
