I held them back,
for so many years.
Their voices the only thing,
I heard in my ears.
Their claws scratched,
finally tore me about.
They even broke,
my poor fragile heart.
They finally surfaced.
They showed their true nature.
They got me in trouble,
and changed my behavior.
They broke through my hide,
my demons inside.
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YOU ARE READING
The Poetry of my Crazy Life
PoetryThis book will be filled with poetry that I have written through out the past few years. Please be warned that some of these poems can get very depressing. For some of the poems I might give a background story to them (why I wrote them) so please do...
