Poems?
So, I write poetry too... 
First one:
Corrosion
No, I never told you
About the thing that’s breaking me,
Constantly shaking me
When I sleep at night
And I can’t tell,
Or I’ll finally shatter,
Finally scatter
The string that holds me together.
But this never-ending guilt,
It just won’t let go,
It just seems to grow
Until I’m completely corroded.
First one:
Corrosion
No, I never told you
About the thing that’s breaking me,
Constantly shaking me
When I sleep at night
And I can’t tell,
Or I’ll finally shatter,
Finally scatter
The string that holds me together.
But this never-ending guilt,
It just won’t let go,
It just seems to grow
Until I’m completely corroded.

