right, i really should take down that link.
first new visitor-submitted poem! just recieved this instant!
(completely unedited; “poem” appears as it was submitted (including poetic utter lack of line breaks))
by
Heather
Running threw my head are all thes words that you said. Your face is what I see at night when I go to bed. All my life I was shelterd. Then what you dun happend. I dont think that you will ever understand what you put me through. I cant see why I live this one big lie all I ever said was it was my falt you never cared all you ever dun was mock me. I go on liveing this lie. That what you dun was alright. I now slit my wrist to tell my self that I am still alive. so I cry and tell myself that you will never understand what I feel is just a joke. I wounder if you cry? Are your feelings just a joke to? Still all thes words are runing threw my head. I hope one day you are not what I see at night. I hope that one day you will see what I do and see that what you put me through is not just a joke any more but real life.
(don’t complain to me, people. i haven’t said a thing about it.)
