Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue.
I know what you said,
but I still love you.
Each and everyday,
I soar in my dreams.
When I see your face,
your smile simply gleams.
But when I awake,
to the sound of my clock,
I know in my heart
That yours will never unlock.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry. From the broken soul.
PoetryPoetry written over a time span of over ten years. This includes some of my darkest and lightest moments and the stories of others. Most deal with topics such as suicide, depression, family, eating disorders, religion, self harm, acceptance, recover...
