wet paper

 

I’ve made poems to make you understand

To let you feel what I’m really feeling

For you to know where I currently stand

To show you just how much I’m hurting

I tried to put all my hurt into every word

I squeezed all the pain inside every letter

Just to let my screaming heart be heard

Maybe you’ll see how much I suffer

But this poem is not for you anymore

This time it is dedicated to me

After spending all my tears before

I made this poem to cry for me

©danieldlsantos2012

~ by lordouch on September 13, 2012.