The thoughts inside my brain are mostly of your name. For that I live in shame, but still it doesn't change. I've asked my thoughts to stray, but still they scream your name and even though they're strained, my feelings just can't change.
YOU ARE READING
From My Mind To Your Pages
PoetryI have to get the words out of my head sometimes. This is a completed work of 9 years worth of writing about the boy I was in love with. 9 years of expressing my emotions in written form. 9 years of him reading every word and treating me like shit a...
