Poems from Rhye___
All I know is that writing is my high. Everything about it makes me fall in love. Poetry too, is my heart and soul. I find love in everything that I compose.
Whenever I'm lonely,
I don't count on my friends.
I don't count on my family.
I don't count on any others.
I don't count those who...
I lay in bed, caressed by my warm covers.
Staring out of the window; that is littered,
With translucent, tiny little bulbs of water.
I...
I've got so many of you.
Many different colors.
From red to green,
Black and blue.
I've got lots of you.
You are so smooth.
And, you...
I don't like it.
Not at all, I don't appreciate this.
This immense hatred, and dislike.
That is all towards me.
Why? I must ask why...
Why...
There is a mother out there.
Of all colors.
Black. White. Olive, tan, and pale.
She is the one who loves you.
Yet you still, act as if you...