I'm sorry these poems aren't that good. I have a lot on my mind. My grandmother is dying from cancer.
One person I love has to suffer?
It breaks me inside already to see my grandmother loosing hope a little at a time day by day.
My parents telling me that they are getting concerned by my weight. That's getting to me and I know it shouldn't. It's just that I struggled to be happy with myself for a long time. I finally am, and now everyone has to point out my flaws.
I can feel my small universe crumbling around me.
It scares me.
-lAuren.
YOU ARE READING
In the Dark
PoetryI write poems when I can't sleep. I bleed my mind. These poems are unedited, and written in the dark. Some poems are free verse, and some I wrote with a clear rhyming pattern. In some poems, I tried. But I surprise my self sometimes.
