Amy Louise Kerswell
Biography of Amy Louise Kerswell
I love to write poetry I was known on this site as amy kerswell unfourtanatly due to my dog damaging the computeer my last account I cant use so I had to open a new one and copy my poems over
Amy Louise Kerswell's Works:
Amy Louise Kerswell Poems
God It Hurts
I said 'God it hurts' And God said 'I Know' I said 'God I cry alot' And God said 'That's why I gave you tears'
Depression Isn'T Obvious Suicide Is
Depression isn't obvious but suicide is. My pain nobody sees. My my mangled body they shall see. My head was all but a mess.
I'Ll Never Forget
I never forget what happened I'll never forget what they did. They used rape and abuse To have power over me.
God Im hurt. I said God Im hurt. And god said I know.
Miss Me But Let Me Go
When I finally come to the end of my road T|he stars set for me I want no gloom filled room
I Hurt And Hurt
Blood running everywhere. Dripping all down my skin. Still not enough. Must hurt some more.
The Only Way Now
Some days I just wish. I could run and hide. No matter where I go. Suicide seems my only way.
Oh horid ways of emotions.
God It Hurts So Much
I cried to god one day. As I sat beneath the tree. I was hoping he would answer me. I cried lord I can not take this any more.
Anger Rages Inside
Anger is bubbling away at me. Burning a whole in my heart.
Do you no who I am? I am no saint I am no lamb.
A Child Was Hurt
When I was a child you hurt me. I was nothing but a mere girl. I was only 5 years old. I couldnt fight you couldnt fend you off.
Depression Is Angry Again
Depression is raging.
When I Come To The End Of My Road.
When I come to the end of my road. Miss me For a little while but forever. Please don't let your heart hold any fears. Let your eyes shed no tears.
I was imprisoned.
You put me there for my own saftey judge.
I hated you.
I'd suffered a grate deal of pain.
All I wanted was a way out.
Just to be free from it all.
But you punished me
You sent me to prison.