For a while I've been trying to write,
But when I finally have an idea it's night.
I just want to write my thoughts out,
I want to talk, I want to shout!
I want more than anything to show you I'm real,
To show you it takes a while to heal.
I wish I had the right words to say,
To tell you how it made me feel for you to walk away.
I have nothing left,
I've become very depressed.
The colors I see are dull and gray,
This is my poem of the day.