this is Macy Dvirnak. your poetry is well written. poetry written from the heart is beeter than if it were imagined. For out of the fullness of the heart, the mouth speaks. Luke 6: 45
Nothing else matters
Life lost its taste. Why did I let it go to waste? I lost everything I've held so dear. My eyes brimming with tears; for all the wounds that would not heal. My heart shudders within me. fear of loneliness sweeps over me.