There is alot of anger in your poetry nevertheless I see elements of Ezra Pound and St. Millay. Calm down and focus on that wonderful surrealistic talent you obviously have-you might find out Sylvia Plath has nothing on you!
not askin for much
I aint askin for much, I'm just askin you to stay. Be my friend, wash away the pain.
Protect me with love, your heart, soul and life. I'll do the same. Be there when i cry.