Failing was Never considered in Her Checkbook
She was the Ultimate warrior
She was Left Undefeated
She was and still remains a Hidden
Masterpiece.

She wasn't Anti social
She expressed her feelings through Art
It was Poetry that Made Beautiful and different from the Others.

I Love You
Within All the Greens in the Grass
And all the Waters surrounding thee
Most exotic islands in the world.

When he kisses me I get Lost
In his Beautiful Chaos.

HER heart Hung heavy
As the moon Watched Her
Crying over the man Whom
She once thought was Her Soulmate.

The beautiful thing about Love
Is that Tingly feeling you get when
You talk about Him.

I fell in love with a Bruised Soul  and he was the best I ever Had.

For love is therapeutic
Made for two.

What ve'you done to Our Love

                                               Merciless Man.

A shattered Heart
As scared Soul
A girl who's life changed In One
astonishing Word.
'Poetry'

We Time Travelled together threw Thick
and Thin Worrying about nothing But
Us.

Destroying My self-esteem  for a Man
like you would be throwing Myself
In the Deepest ocean that  I ever Known.

His words suddenly turned from
"I Love You" to "You Too".

Fake promises lead to
fake words and a drop Out.
stupid decisions lead to endless
Mockery of a teenage Dream.

  She was promised...

And her so called friends
that continuously spoke about
her terrifying past.
Friends that seemed so fake
that they started to look like
poisonous Flowers.

I gave you my Body
I told you Don't play Me
cause my Heart is full of Scars.

she was a Mess
a mess that looked so Brilliant
but Also so Genuine
that when people looked at her all they saw
was a Mastermind behind that Bad *** body.
   she was a Wild One.

Poetry was all she talked about
and Poetry was all she was.

It's sad how Old school Romance is failed to be Noticed in Our generation.

I hide behind Late night Blues
To keep me Cool
Attempting to not do wrong
One Pen can heal the pain
As delusional I may seem
But, Poetry kept me safe
From doing myself wrong.

His escape was Writing
All of the Massive disruption and Chaos that was happening in Our that he inspired me to be One.
          A Writer.

She was Anti social
She hid herself through Writing
Poetry was all she talked about
She expressed her feelings through Art
It was poetry that made her Beautiful and
Different from the others.
Indeed
Poetry was all she was.

Sometimes it comes and I see it
and at Times it doesn't
I wait for it like I wait
for phone calls and text messages
and When it comes it comes
with all this pain
I can't endure it
Starts from my feets feeling weak
to my back feeling like it's broken  
to my ***** feeling so swollen
to red dots all over my body
mixed with mood swings hating
everything
and everyone around me
makes me wonder at times
why I was a women But yet again
it has its blessings For only
a women can take all that pain.

I was a Heavy heart who couldn't carry the blame of your mistakes of becoming the man you said you wouldn't be.

      _ismahan