So, when I’m upset I write… so I write a lot, mostly poems, but sometimes other things. This is how I feel, and if you can comment on it and tell me what you think and anything else please do, it  means a lot to me.

Silent pain comes from her aching heart

Lets trace all of this pain right back to the start

There’s so much to say, from her heart to you

But she can’t find the words; she’s feeling too blue

All the pain that she feels, is way too real

No one knows how long her heart will take to heal

Her cries were a whisper, so silent and hollow

All the feelings she held on too were hard to swallow

She felt so alone, so cold and pathetic

All the words that she spoke sounded poetic

Miserable feelings overtook her mind

Happiness is all she wanted to find

The pain she felt was so unbearable

The cracks in her heart looked so terrible

She had a wish, a dream so it seemed

But all we heard were her silent screams

Each step she took

She turned her head back to look

You crumpled her heart; threw it on the ground

She was so sick and tired of hearing the sounds

She was so sore from all injuries

Anyone who saw her thought she was losing it

Maybe she is, its all a disguise

Can’t you tell from all that she cries

She keeps it in, but she can’t hold it back

It kept building up until she started to crack

Her cries were a whisper so silent and hollow

All the feelings she held on too were hard to swallow

She felt so alone, so cold and pathetic

All the words that she spoke sounded poetic

Miserable feelings overtook her mind

Happiness is all she wanted to find

Happiness is all she wanted to find