Write it down, Write it down over and over I say, write it down. Let them know your pain. Poetry is your pain. He is your pain. They are your pain. YOU are your pain. Write it down. Write out your pain.
Cutting open my heart to pour out how I feel. It comes down in floods of blood as words scatter on the floor in a jumbled mess or a pathetic attempt to explain my feelings.
A book filled with all of my poetry. Enjoy the somewhat dark and somewhat light hearted rhyming poems that I have written.