Love and Passion on a hidden page.
Filling already broken heart with rage.
Why can't you see any of it,
The beauty she holds inside?
When she's the only one at times,
That will listen or even see,
What pain it is sometimes
Just try to -be-.
Ignored, rejected, and dismembered,
Her feelings never remembered.
Only with scorn and hate
Is she reguarded.
Sensory overload, she's been bombarded.
VERY NICE! Short, sweet, and a bit sour as well. Just how I like my chicken, LOL. ^_^
Seriously though, this one is a keeper. You should put this in a book for you to keep for your own record. I hope to read more!
Why thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed. I didn't think you'd appriciate this one very much for some reason. But then again I never expect anyone to like any of it so maybe I should stop being suprised. Especially when you think it's good. I'll write it in my notebook when I find a replacement for it.