Biography of Jessica Harrington
I'm a girl that is in love with reading and writing poetry! I'm the oldest of Two children my parents are divorced. I love writing poems, without poems, I might be a volcanoe ready to blow. Writing poems and drawing pictures, are how I express myself. I'm glad, that there is such a thing as poetry and art. 'Cause without them the world would be blah.
Lately, my inspiration has been a recent argument/break-up with a boyfriend... I loved him a lot. Most of the love poems may be about him, but only one is dedicated to him. Any of the other love poems can be about anybody now!
Jessica Harrington's Works:
I've written many short stories,2 completed stories
Jessica Harrington Poems
Without You I Would Die
The pain I deal with you... hurts My heart breaks when we're apart But, together... it's hole and glowing with love
A Dangerous Love
They both are in love But she is afraid of him She un willingly tries to run away But where she goes, he goes
All I Ever Wanted
All i ever wanted was a chance with true love All I ever was a happily ever after I thought you were the one But, I was wrong
A Heartbreak For A Lifetime
I was close Close to getting my love Before another came And took him away
Music Of The Night
Turn away from the day Turn to the night's sweet desire Eat the forbidden fruit Sweet, 'cause it's forbidden
All I Can Be
I can reach the stars and shout triumphantly I only have to answer to myself I'm all I can be
The Pain Has Returned
Why is it that the minute I'm better...a week later I'm sick again? Sick, with the feeling of missing you, not seeing you Don't you understand that I'm trying to get you out of my life? Probably not, Probably yes, and just bothering me on purpose
A Painful Hurt
A week away A week together A week in between, off and on A pain during each
My parents are always fighting Never finding a way to stop Except divorce...they didn't think about the sideaffects for my brother and I 8 years later I'm still splitting my birthdays and the holidays
Sitting on the porch on a wet afternoon Thinking...thinking about the past The past heartbreaks, pains, and happy memories Not understanding...understanding life
Since I met you any sad day, was even more sad without you Since I've laid eyes on you, I haven't been able to not think about you Since I've heard your voice, It's all I've been hearing Since I met you, I've been having stars in my eyes
The commands The rules The suffering The pain
Why can't you say sorry? Why are you so rude? Why are you so nice? Why..?
Why can't you say sorry?
Why are you so rude?
Why are you so nice?
Why can't I forget you?
Why can't I put you in the past?
Why do you have to be cute?