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poetryMy Begging Will: My eyes see nothing but darkness While my heart feels nothing but sorrow There is an emptiness in my soul Each minute that is wasted It becomes even more hollow I am awakened by the clamoring sou
My Poetry: Poetry So second nature to me So easily done Yet never enough Never good enough I can only express sorrow through poetry Only in agonizing pain do I feel release through poetry I am not good at
Deep Inside: Why such confusion? I should know myself better than anyone else Why do I not know the dealings of my own soul? What actions can I take? Should I cry on the inside or bear it all on the outside?
My Abandonment: Shall I experience this throughout my life? You both left me Wanted no more of me Something that no longer interested you I was left to linger with haunting thoughts of you Will I always be writi
These Pieces of Me: Scattered pieces of my soul Left where I have been hurt There are pieces of me everywhere The pain The sadness Are there any positive parts of me? There are, I know there should be Laughter Ha