Myself Poem by Jerine thomas
Myself
CRAZYMAY BE!
FAR FROM SIMPLE, NOTHING BUT SPECIAL
MY SOUL IN DIVISION OF ITSELF
CLIMBING AND FALLING, NOT KNOWING WHERE
HEROICALLY LOST, HEROICALLY FOUND
NO MATTER WHAT DISASTER OCCURRED
I, STOOD IN DESPAIR! ! !
PAIN, PAIN AND ONLY IN PAIN I FOUND MY VICTORY
IF CUTTINGDEEP WOUNDS IS MY TEARS FROM
NEVER SLEPT BECAUSE OF FEAR!
I'd RATHER TUG MY EMOTIONS DEAR.
A good start with a nice poem, Jerine. You may like to read my poem, Love And. Thank you.
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7/27/2025 2:22:03 AM # 1.0.0
A good start with a nice poem, Jerine. You may like to read my poem, Love And. Thank you