I don't want to write poems anymore. All my poems sound a like.
Right now I'm in tears clutching my chest hoping for less pain inside. I have a broken heart. I don't understand why. I think it's for the fact I'm never held... touched... anything...
I was sitting here crying and was trying to find a way to extinguish my hurt inside, when the thought of poetry came to my mind. I thought about a first line with my WordPad open, when I X'ed it out and said, "******** it" to the screen. "My poetry all sounds the same. 'Death death, slit my wrist, sorrow sorrow, dead heart'. I don't know what to do anymore. It's getting old."
No more poems.
Right now I'm in tears clutching my chest hoping for less pain inside. I have a broken heart. I don't understand why. I think it's for the fact I'm never held... touched... anything...
I was sitting here crying and was trying to find a way to extinguish my hurt inside, when the thought of poetry came to my mind. I thought about a first line with my WordPad open, when I X'ed it out and said, "******** it" to the screen. "My poetry all sounds the same. 'Death death, slit my wrist, sorrow sorrow, dead heart'. I don't know what to do anymore. It's getting old."
No more poems.
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And besides. If I lived by you, I'd hump your leg so much you'd get tired of it. xP You just havent found someone who wants to do that, I guess. -Shrugs- Besides. You dont need a boyfriend to get through life. We all love you anyways. =D Least, I do. <3