Better
Am I better?
I think I am.
But is it temporary,
Like last time?
I hope its for good,
But nothing ever lasts.
The good and the bad,
Both are cut short by each other.
But maybe this time,
The good will last longer.
Maybe it will,
Cause I can talk to you,
And I know you'll be here,
Within my reach.
Maybe that's why I am better.
I have you.
-Me, 6/17
Thank You
I must tell you,
Thank you.
You've been something great,
Thank you.
You helped me through thick and thin,
Thank you.
Even if you don't know it,
I owe you my life.
The thought of you kept my heart beating,
Kept my soul soaring,
Kept me breathing,
Kept me going.
Through the dark,
and into the light.
So,
I must say,
Thank you.
-Me, 6/17
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The Dark Poems In My Head
PoetryThis is those little whispering poems that weasel their way into my wonderful brain. Don't know how this'll turn out, but, you know how it goes! Lets try something new! It is mature because some of this shit is bad! Extremely! Not sexual, but words...