my neice (not like the other poems)
by Jess
Moving away or not keeping in touch My heart has broken to bits and shreds Stitches and band-aids are just really thin threads Words cant physically hurt you, but if they could I would be little bits of shreds. I type at night, tears roll down my cheeks no one knows how it feels, my life is full of holes and leaks My family doesn't understand me they judge me on things other then the true me But as I type these things, I remember how tough life can be But I also remember the memories, and a small little girl, that I will love for all eternity shes only young, but I can tell, that no matter what, thinking of her, makes me forget how my life has fell my niece, my hope my undenying love, is brought in just one little person, Sienna. |