What am I?

I classed myself a poet It was the only way to describe it Categorise it And define it But really It don't belong I write to how I feel Allow it to flow Allow it to be Be whatever it wants to be Call me a poet Call me a writer Call it a diary … Continue reading What am I?

No More You

Letting go Of the Love, Care, Support You didn't show Letting go Of the hurt inside that You didn't know Letting go Of the torment, lies and the Physical blows Letting go and saying no I'm saying no I'm letting go Of the person I have become And holding on to the person I know … Continue reading No More You