I write poetry that explain and portrays vividly the characters in my life
Here is a poem that I like.
He called me useless. An animosity that pretends
to be hidden. He called me useless
with the mediocre love he gives. He called
me useless when other people are full and
cup overflowing from the love they get when
I feel like a leaf that is pale because the plant
can't ever crawl enough to the hidden sunlight
he refused to budge from. Now, I look desperate.
In your eyes I look dull.
Now, I hope to sleep. Never to wake.
For I am happy with the peace of nothing.
Don't be sad for this has always been my dream.
