Peacefulgirl27

When I called You did not come, You chose to sit, Made me feel glum. When I cried, You could not see, Why I was letting, It all get to ...

Do you like that feeling? Becoming feelingless? When you're so drunk , you cannot feel the Cigerette burning your fingers. Do you like that feeling? Becoming feelingless? When you're lying ...

I love the ideas you've come up with behind the poem. They are passionate, and I think if you keep working, you will continue to improve. Hope to read more ...

A beautiful poem, rich with evocative language, which as a reader, draws you in, and excites. A pleasure to read, Thank You.

Hey! I'm Rebecca, I'm mainly a poet, what do u all do? :D