A poem describing how it feels when your pushed to your very edge and then you fall.
Who I am, what I am, would be broken, I'm so glad you get to see your token, you've finally awoken to see me trapped, tied down broken. You tied me down, you laughed at me like a clown, now I'm known all over town, pick up your crown, I'm broken, broken, broken.. Take your final bow, I'm broken
I love reading, I write Poems whether you think there good or not there from my heart and soul, each have a purpose to me.. I write things down that happen in my life, it may not be that day or the n.. more..