top of page

Wrote This For You

To all the pretty lines written,

For all the pretty boys,

There’s one he’ll want to read is,

“I wrote this for you.”

While I day-dreamt of you,

Smiling unconsciously,

Red in the face,

Thinking of a line,

To tell you just,

How I wrote this for you.

Writing is not the problem,

It is the end,

Of poems and conversations,

How it all ends with,

A line, a sentence.

To tell you just,

I wrote this for you.

 
 
 

Recent Posts

See All
Chamaat

I have a really wholesome topic to write on, But I have a stupid migraine, All lights are pinching my eyes, My head is throbbing with its own heartbeat, And everything above the neck feels so heavy, S

 
 
 
Where's The Tax Payers Money Going

There's dirt piling up on the side of the roads, Making it almost an impossible city to walk in, While the dry leaves of the trees, Don't feel romantic enough to me now, Where's all the tax payers mon

 
 
 
Can I Come Back To You?

Can I come back to you, Wounded from the battles, I fight silently in my head, Scratched all over with scars my thoughts cause, Breathless yet with my heart beating too fast, The same one you broke on

 
 
 

Comments


words for the day

bottom of page