This poem is dedicated to the one who shattered my heart. The MAN who made me believed that he really loved me but his not. Hi ex, this is for you and I wanna say thank you for hurting me.
A blatant silence in my mind that only the wind can devour and discern its meaning.
I look into your eyes and feel a shame...
This is written about experiences in domestic abuse from the male point of view. 5 years of emotional physical and mental abuse until I moved out without her knowledge. She still does not know where I am thankfully. I would not be alive had I staye
How do I proof you
My heart is still walking behind you
How would you persuade my love...
One poor mom walks mile to finds her son. she believe her son will return home but unfortunately the storm takes her son far away. She requested the people from the village to help her but they refuse. Here a mom explaining her pain..................
I will not define colors
For I always get black and white
And in between is grey....