You were my first </3
All emotion flows away,
Leaving nothing behind.
Not an ounce of love nor hate,
I have nothing left too find.
My emotions in my writing,
For everyone to read.
Be it passion or fighting,
Everyone see's what i feel.
This is what my poems are about,
I WILL make everyone hear me.
Whether i scream or shout,
I WILL BE HEARD!
This is how i let my feelings go,
Some wonder how i do it.
Others say i do it for show,
But i just want too be seen and heard.
I want you to finally hear me,
I want you too listen.
Not cover your ears or flee,
Now listen i want you to know.
When i see you my heart bursts,
whether it be love or jealousy of the lass on your arm.
You were one of my firsts,
The first to break my heart.