Writing poems is just what I have
What I love for and what I can still find
Everything has gone and left me alone
But my pen and paper still sitting around
Waiting for me in my room to come
Running at them bleeding out some
To pour out what I have inside
What I faced and how I survived
It's not an easy life that I had
And in my heart I can no more hide
I can't tell people and start to cry
So back in my room I continue to write.
YOU ARE READING
Pink World Poetry
PoetryPoetry of love, heartbreaks, friendship, and other feelings This is a sample of my collection, that I started writing down since 2007. This has proven to be able to represent and reflect most people's feelings. Hope it will reflect yours as well.
