Genre Poetry. Page - 239

A blend of various emotions from the standpoint of a poet.

this book is not for sympaty its for the world to know im here....

The heart can break from the simplest things... and the worst of things. Depending on how much you put your heart out there, you will most likely understand my pain in these poems. Please comment after reading.

kidnapped 'cause you dont love the person like they love you. forced to love...people stopped searching for you (wrote this whilst i was bored. sry if its nt good.)

Winter poems about life and love and heartbreak, not necessarily in that order.

Winter from several poetic angles.

My skin is cold,
My lips are pale,
My body looks like the color has been stripped of it,
Is this what death is like?
No and yes,
Death has not come upon me,
Yet.
This is what drugs has done to me.

All is fair in love and war, or not at all. To love someone so much it hurts can be intoxicating. So much so that you become addicted to it and can't shake the need.