I gathered up my feelings and put them in a box I hid it in my attic and sealed it with a lock since then my girl left me

Martin J, Martin J Simply loved the month of May March and April were to grey And nothing compared To his month of May

I put a saddle on a whale I traveled faster than all could s… I can’t return home though I’ve been stranded on rocks Since people get angry

I saw the troll That lived under the bridge But he wasn’t scary not one smidge His hair was greasy And teeth all jagged

No I won’t allow you To write about me It’s a waste of time A waste of a tree I don’t care if I’m imagined

A poem of heart break anger and st… Is a poem created from the dark th… Don’t write of things that only ma… In order to feel better you must w… I do not wish to read of misery an…

What if the old man Who snored when it was pouring Did in fact not get up When it was morning What if after a ring of rosies

It’s time I must go I’ll make this one quick Just flip the page If this one doesn’t stick

I once was a wolf I followed a pack I grew out my hair Till it covered my back I howled to the moon

Carry a stamp if you need Carry markers, make sure they blee… Carry a pencil, a pen, a knife Carry these with you all of your l… Carry a chisel, carve in bark

It human nature to hate the silenc… Since it’s only quite when your al… So surround yourself with many fri… And let sound fill your home

My brain hurts from thinking all the thunks that I have thought or is it from the thoughts of thin… now it hurts more than it ought

he came in guns waving “everyone get down” but when they all started dancing he left with just a frown