The Truth In This Poets Life
What is the the truth
The truth would be
I am in love
My heart is full of joy
Abundantly
I am a poetic voice
By choice
I ramble on
Yes mabye not making sense
My style is my own
I fall into my sorrow and pain
Though the memories will always remain
My sadness and depression settles deep within
Though I am slowly healing
I have found love
And I have learned to begin again.
Copyright © Sarah Hall | Year Posted 2011
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