I did it
I finally did
You may not be proud of me
But I surely am
I'm nervous
As to what they might say
I pray that this works
That I wasn't too late
So maybe
I just might've been brave
To get that the hell out of me
To say it to their face
YOU ARE READING
Unsent Letters
PoetryUnsent Letters. We all have them. They're that one thing that we keep from the world, That one side of us that we never let anyone see, Those few words that we wish we could say These are a collection of poems, written to be letters Just a few more...
