Aug 2015
I loved you too much
That it stirred a storm within my heart
To the point of my sanity being messed
To the sloppy way i was dressed
It turned into a hurricane
When you left
That it stirred a storm within my heart
To the point of my sanity being messed
To the sloppy way i was dressed
It turned into a hurricane
When you left
I dont know why, but, nowadays i just cant get my **** together when i write poems. It's the kind where you've got great bits of ideas and lines for potential trending poems but you cant complete them so in the end, they dont trend. This poet's block is really frustrating. Right now it makes more sense to see my feelings in the notes rather than the poem itself.
