This is just my way of documenting my journey from this place of darkness, hope, pain, beauty, heartbreak, and love to wherever my life may take me. My 8th grade History teacher gave me a journal to write down my thoughts and ideas through the poetry that i had previously had on scraps of paper. If it wasn't for that push i don't think i would write nearly as much as i do now. Poem hunter is really just my backup for if i ever lose that journal. You gotta love technology.
I don't want to live like this
I need to feel close to someone
But I can't pay the price
I'll settle for the physical
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Old habits are hard to break
Each repeated lie and every misrepresentation of my soul
Adds a bar to my cage
This cell of my own making is impossible to escape
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I've written letters to you in my mind
These letters explain everything so beautifully
Making it impossible for you to stay mad or hurt or distant
If you only read them
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What happens to love…
When a father becomes a child?
What happens to love…
When promises can't be trusted?
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