No love, by taylor wenderoth
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Sometimes i get so mad i wanna scream out loud,other times i
cry myself to sleep.Its not just a feeling but its become my
way of life.I hear i smell i feel.i need your touch.I get
this agenizing sensation throuhout my body killing every
feeling in sight.no longer i dont know how much longer i can
take this pain you fulfill my life with.its him,you,the one
who was always has always and will always be the
one.gone.not here.no longer
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Posted: 2010-07-27 19:27:28 UTC |
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2010-10-31 13:47:57 | Tim Pozzi |
how can you consider this poetry? |