Me?
I am who I am. I write poetry and paint really badly. Please be patient.
Betrayal, lies, abandonment
All that is on my mind
When love is spoken to me.
It never ends, it never will!!!
Light is not appearing
I have been under a long time,
Now beginning to think
There is no end to it!
Men fall at my feet
To be near me,
I don’t want them,
I want the company of a woman.
What am I here for
My existence makes no sense.
I don’t count and never will!
Just another teenager, right?
Searching for her in the night
And the day, however
She doesn’t seem to exist for me.
It never ends… it never will!
© 2019 Wendy Engela