Your excuses are piling up….
Hope is small
What color is your heart?
An anti-valentine because tis the season
You turn wonder to winter
Amongst these ranks division
I know they call it easy rhyme but why does it make me cry?
He loves all the world but one
You know I loved you best
I’m begetting rhymes
RHYMING POETRY. Or maybe written confessions.
A battle between depression and unrequited love
Going, going, gone
Saline tears, darkest fears
The future is missing any sun
Doubt was sound asleep and dreaming
He played me. My heart died.
Some things aren’t what they seem
Another unrequited 3 AM love poem, for the one, the haunting ghost in my life
Unrequited love micropoetry
He loves me not
To whom does his words belong
I just want him to know I’m drowning
Her lips are the color of sad
When everything hurts…
Please stop the pain
Addicted to love
Place a temple where the love is waning
Let’s be real, you don’t know love in any manner, you don’t even love yourself.
I don’t understand any of it
Love never dies…
Something good comes from all bad things but I can’t find one here…
Pain times infinity
He was the best and worst thing to enter my life, like a flash flood destroying all the good but making room for growth.
Words are forever and so is love
If only love were blind….
Bleeding in rhyme and real time
Y’all remember that scene in Dracula where Mina was begging for forgiveness for loving a monster? Yeps me…
Titles are deceiving
It’s cold without his love
Mostly moping, barely coping
Unrequited love poem number ten thousand
YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW
If ignorance is bliss I wouldn’t know it
Searched decades, found him in hell like a pimp with gals on every arm and he spat at me, his fucking soulmate, said to piss off