I'm sorry to everyone
Who reads of my smithings
Poetry should not
Be grotesque or be gritty
It should be filled with love
And of words that are pretty
And laughter or other
Kind words or the silly
But never should anyone
Read of my hurt
The pain and the suffering
Or of my bleeding shirt
I'm sorry but I
Still have to tell you the truth
For hiding it
Just makes it uglier too
The butterflies try
To make it go away
But ugly is ugly
I'm sorry today
Nov 18, 2015
Nov 18, 2015 at 11:54 AM UTC
I'm sorry to everyone
Who reads of my smithings
Poetry should not
Be grotesque or be gritty
It should be filled with love
And of words that are pretty
And laughter or other
Kind words or the silly
But never should anyone
Read of my hurt
The pain and the suffering
Or of my bleeding shirt
I'm sorry but I
Still have to tell you the truth
For hiding it
Just makes it uglier too
The butterflies try
To make it go away
But ugly is ugly
I'm sorry today
