I know how I feel.
I don't know how to say how I feel.
I am walking through sad days.
Blue soul.
I am a natural at sadness.
Born of sadness.
Storms in my mind.
Deeper into the ocean of sadness.
No one's lover.
I am too sad to cry.
In the darkest places of toil and fears.
Pushed into the saddest days.
Sadness that I try to hide in my sad heart.
How can I hide this sadness,when it is apart of me?
Try I might,
But I can never completely hide the sadness of my days.
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Threads of Words
PoesieThese poems are simply my emotions. Most of these poems are fictionalized while some are loosely based upon my own experiences. I never thought that I would express my feelings and aspirations with anyone but myself. I surprised myself when I starte...
