I thought that I would write a quick note telling you that I have just written this in the last 15 min. I will revise it once again in a few weeks cause this is just the ruff copy. I have no wish nor want to hurt myself so please if you read this and get that impression don't worry I will not. I write to get rid of my hurt so times it is harsh and filled with hate. Others I write are sweet and filled with love.
TEARS are rolling down my cheeks,
for today I morn the loss of my first love.
You see today it has been six weeks,
Six weeks with out her hand to hold,
Six weeks with feeling underserving of,
Six weeks of waking up cold,
Six weeks I have tried to fall out of love.
For today I morn the loss of my fist love,
tomorrow I morn the loss of my life that is now devoid of.
And for these tears running down my cheek,
I will stop them So to speak.