poems to myself ✔️

poem 79

I am a crow, dark and mysterious. Gloomy, like a stormy night. A brick wall, no one can stand against me. A galaxy being sucked into a black hole. Happy darkness, pleasant but denote. The silly one, the nerd. I am a Writer, wannabe poet. A pencil, I write my own story. Prickle bush, I seep under your skin. A stream, I flow in different directions but remain the same. Sour skittles, I can be sweet but sour. A ball, I bounce down but go up. I am a black soul, I don't let others in. Salt on an apple, I have no meaning. A nymph I am not, more like a raging forest fire. Anti racism, color doesn't faze me. I am a future pediatrician, helping others along my path. Turn me into a a vicious creature, because I am unfathomable. -mommamafia

I actually wrote this poem for my English class today and I decided to put it on here. As some of you noticed I'm ranked #69 in poetry! I'd like to thank all of my supports especially my favorite ones:

KatrineWollin she's the first person who actually voted on my poems first so much love for you! ♥

kel788W probably my favorite poet on here ♥ she's been voting since day one and I love her for that! And your comments are amazing!

Last but certainly not least joreyes02 she's been such an amazing supporter for the past few weeks, leaving me heart felt comments! ♥ I really appreciate it.

Thanks for voting and commenting and getting to where I am rn. Love you ❤ and keep voting!