A/N: Hey. Um, yeah. So this is basically just a collection of my poems. The mumblings of me. They're not grat, and generally pretty awful, but poetry is sometimes a good way to vent, and also, improves skills and vocabulary. So yeah. I hope you like it. Or not; that's fine too.
Feel free to comment suggestions and improvements. Or, like, maybe a topic I can try to write about. All mine are pretty same-old, same-old.
Anyways, I'm not really great at writing about other, lighter stuff, but I can give it a go, which you may see, should I decide to post them. They're fairly poor, though.
Anyhow. Enjoy. Or don't. It's entirely up to you. :)
*~*~*~*
You let me down,
And broke my heart,
I'm just that girl,
Lost in the dark.
You didn't feel,
The way I did,
You led me on,
Then went and hid.
So, I don't know,
Just how to feel,
I don't know if,
My heart can heal.
I need it to end,
Stopping it all,
Curl up and die,
So I won't fall.
Snapped in a half,
Back on my own,
I need you but,
I'm back alone.
My heart stolen,
Blood on my shirts.
Just face the facts,
Love - it just hurts.
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The Poetry Box
Poetry"Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash." ~Leonard Cohan. So, this is just the 'ash' of my life. The muddled thoughts I've formed into words and verses, rhymes and lines. Some may be pitifully bad...
