Poems from Nici Whitney
I'm 18. I have been writing poetry since I knew how to rhyme. Inspired to write by observation. I saw things happening, I took all my feelings and they formed words.
There are no words to describe
the pain she felt in her heart
they laughed at her in ignorance
her world falling apart
her family in pieces...
A twist in the leg could not be worse a whimper and heals in time never a permanent scar, on the inside, however things have changed You no...
In the heart of these walls there aretears to be shed the carpet is proof her blood stains bright redThe screams were ignored the bumping...