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