Where's the burning fire, where's the passionate kiss;

Where are all the things you promised, is there something that I missed?

So many stories left untold; so many endless fights;

So many loveless, unfullfilled, lonely nights.

What can I do now; what actions can I take;

What can I heal inside me, my love for you is all a fake.

How many emotions do I lack, how many tears have I cried;

How did I not realize, there's no firey torch inside.

I should've left this life long ago, I should've left you blind;

I should've just walked away, out of sight out of mind. -Kay

pretty

Very well penned.

hey ShyKBear
Your poem is very depressing, I felt I needed to write.
You are such a pretty young lady. You were treated badly perhaps by one man, but you have a full life ahead of you.
Life is what you make out of it. It is full of ups and downs, believe me I've been there, you have to be strong and above all you have to respect yourself first. Relax and enjoy your life.
Take it from an old fart who's been around for a while.
I could tell you stories about my childhood but that is not important. What is important is that you don't use the bad things that have happened to you as an excuse to f***up. Move on and be the best person that you can be.
Sorry to ramble, but I feel for you and I hope you read this and at least get a little something from it.
All the best to you...

very nice hope to see more

I don't usually write about the happy things, I get most of my creativeness from the bad; but that's how it has always been, and maybe some day I will get out of all this mess that I am in but for now I am content I like writing about the bad things, crazy but it makes me feel better. And the people that read my art sometimes in the same boat, makes them feel important. I just want to please other people...

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Beautiful one,, Please you first,, Love you First,, shine that pretty soul,,,

Hugs to you

k I get it just concerned