I've finally decided never to write poems again. I've given up, I failed, never again am I to bring the pleasure of writing in to my mind again.
Everyone has such high expectations of me. Can't they just leave me alone, and let me live for me?
That's why I turned away from what I love the most, I stopped loving anything. In order to except the fact that everything I love will be taken away.
Just one last poem, the very last poem I shall ever write will be "stuck"
 Poetic_Indulgence · Mon Feb 04, 2008 @ 11:04pm · 0 Comments |
