me

this is not a poem its just my feelings

im sitting in a chair as i type this ive just tortured myself with crown the empire lead me out of the dark. ive never wanted to cry so much. the sad part is i thought i let this all out when i say the movie the perks of being a wallflower. i dont want anyone else just you but as i come to understand ill never be able to hold you again the tears are becoming more abundant. i miss you ever day more and more

as time passes and i grow old

ill keep my promise to love and hold far byond the days of your death for your love is all i have

left.

   

Reviews

[Trigorin]

You have a good concept here but the piece really comes across as a sort of slurred blob with no cohesion or theme. I'd suggest looking over this piece again and considering what message you want it to send and how you intend to send it with this.