Crestfallen
I
'll cry the ink,
For the written tears
Of a disappointed soul.
To wish I did enough
Then realizing what I did is not even half.
I'll cry the tears,
From the written ink
Of a hurting heart.
Oh the things I would do to be enough,
Oh to the things I wish I'd be better than half.
10.26.23
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I'd hate me too
PoetryA compilation of poems I've written to express my unspoken blues.
