So here I am looking around some old emails and I find an email that I sent to myself from my parents computer after I moved out of their house. This email contains a number of poems that I wrote in my highschool years, approximately 15 years ago. So I thought for shits and giggles I would share these with you, so my next few posts will be these found poems.......good times good times!!!
So here we go.....
HOW
THE RAINBOWS SHOWING
THE POT OF GOLD
TELLING THE SADEST STORY
THAT’S EVER BEEN TOLD
IT RINGS OUT LIKE
A CHILDS CRY
IT MAKES ME THINK
AND WONDER WHY
SEEING THE PAIN
THAT YOU GO THROUGH
MAKES ME WONDER
WHY IT HAPPENS TO YOU
I WISH I COULD SAVE YOU
FROM YOUR UNDENIABLE FATE
I JUST HOPE AND PRAY
THAT I’M NOT TO LATE
YOUR SMILE BRIGHTENS
UP EVERYDAY BUT
YOUR TEARS CHASE
THAT JOY AWAY
SO YOU MADE
A LITTLE MISTAKE
BUT A REASON TO HIT YOU
THAT DOES NOT MAKE
THIS IS SOMETHING
I CAN’T BELIEVE HE DID
HOW CAN SOMEONE
HIT THEIR KID
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