Death and Relationships - A Poetry Collection.

Writing Is So Simple.

Writing Is So Simple.

It's a pattern of strokes.

Supposedly simple.

Black makes the pages soaked. 

Just a few words, that's all,

I'll ever ask for.

To put pen to page 

And open heart's door.

But my heart is locked in a cage. 

You know what completely sucks? 

Needing to write but having no words. 

My heart and mind have run out of luck. 

So inside of me I let my emotions surge.