You left my life
Pain and agony
For many nights
I cried
Wasted Tears
Now I hold my head up
The past will stay in the past
The past will stay with You

So clearly, do I remember,
How your smile outshined the sun
Basking in its warmth,
When we were together
Some memories never die
Yet in your mind
I am
Forgotten

When everything seemed to fall apart,
She would pick up her razor brush
And on a canvas of flesh
Begin to paint hues of red
And with a brush stroke here
Another one there,
Eventually her body became,
a grotesque masterpiece
Of her internal suffering



yeah, three of my poems, which is the best. plz, i need to chose one soon