im 15 years old and i experienced some stuff, some pleasant some.....not so pleasant and it helped me realise that i love poetry and that im actually good at it! so enjoy and feel free to scrutinize...constructive criticism is good for the mind
it started off so innocent and sweet
and ended in such hostility and bitterness
i dont know why this had to happen to me
or why i didnt think you capable of this
...
i used to care alot about you
couldnt get you off my mind
couldnt stop thinking about how i felt no matter how i tried to
but all that changed after some time
...
i am tired of all the hurt
and the pain
i feel like less than dirt
and all of my efforts have been in vain
...
i wish these wounds would heal
and stop reminding me of the past
i wish i couldnt feel
the pain of the memories that last
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introduced to hurt at a tender age
my heart is over pouring with rage
i spend most of my time trying to ease the pain
of knowing that things will never be the same
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