Badly Written, But Honest Poem by Erika Conti

Badly Written, But Honest

Rating: 5.0


not just for today
not tomorrow
not until the last day
of autumn
i am waiting for you
till the last day
of my life

you will
not know
how much
i miss you
or long for you
i won't show

in silence
i die
inside
the screams
of your absence
torturing
my soul.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Troy Ulysses Davis 04 May 2013

Excellent. Love the writing format. Unique.Romantic.Heartwarming.

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