Too Much Hurt
September 24, 2012 9:48am CST
with such little worth. There's always a problem with me, and never any faults in yourself. You're lying to one of us, and there's nothing I can do to help. Help, on my own. I can't fix everything alone. If it takes two to tango, why have I been dacing a solo? Solo, YOLO, forget all that nonsense. It's only you I'd rather be with. With you out and about, Why am I home? Home is where the heart is, But your heart is never home.
• United States
24 Sep 12
It was a poem I wrote about a month ago when me and my fiance were going through some issues with the army. There was just a lot going on in our lives, and things were stressful on both of us. Writing is one thing I do to cope or make sense of my emotions. It helps to just let it all out and put into words how I feel, or at least attempt to. And poetry is my main way of writing things down.