Endlessly pouring heart

Scared, quiet, and quite lonely;
don’t know how to say this
but sure will find out how
how this end has come about
no more rhymes for my book…
nothing don’t bother to look
scared of the dark
and scared of the night
scared of people who want what’s right
closer and closer i get to the gone
scared and quite lonely, don’t know how
all things broke all things new
scared of the wind that blows on bye
brining another like you along
to break my heart and kill my thoughts
put on paper never gone
can kill me but not my soul
for no such thing as death only change
i will not die but plenty of change
hopefully forgiven bye long lost foes
grown up and forgotten all of those
traitorous deeds which done to me
lost and lonely again is thee
scared and heartless i write my poems
cant figure out why I’m still home
should have left and not have stayed
can not figure the choice i made
more and more long poems i hear
stronger and stronger my tears grow near and near
cannot finish my long longish poem
for i keep talking of whom is known
not by you but very close
said the name like a ghost
cannot say it to thy face
scared and scared what will erase
reputations broke and torn
like our friendships done and worn
poems aren’t helping just like thorns
place my crown on top my head
hang me from the tallest tree
burn me burn me like the sea
can not waken from my cause
sitting here just because
i cant find much to go on
poem and poem I’m scared and drawn
to mentioning death and anguish
here I’m like you dreading tears
can not figure out my cause
no more neither each applause
i cant write for what has gone
no one reads this that I’m certain
i love someone that i know
and only wish to tell that soul
cannot find an ending here
poem…. this poem is dreading near
not to closing i cannot stop
to tell my love to you....i try and try
to think but I’m only one.
Scared, lonely, quiet and quite unhappy, waste of body
waste of skin
and waste of love.....