Just redid the website connections. Hopefully that will cut down on the double post.
Look out for new poems next week and always watcg out for quick hits or rants!
The death of hope is a dangerous thing because no one knows what is left to take its place. Is it anger is it hate is it opptimissim is it clarity? The most dangerous thing it can leave behind is renewed hope because with that you never know what will happen.
i miss you
i hate that i am miserable when i think about you
i hate the fact that i have to get over you
you are the one i want to be next to
you are the one who i wish to confess to
you are the one my heart keeps choosing
you are the one that my heart keeps losing
i wish i could talk to you
walk with you
everything with you
you are not good for me
you are not for me
you are no longer
this is not a poem not sure what this is tell me if you like it i may rewrite it lol enjoy