How It All Began.

Here's the first poem I wrote. It was for a project in english last year:

I looked out my window,
the sky turning black.
The frustration and anger
that made me hold back.

I wanted to tell him,
to tell him the truth.
I wanted to show him
how much he made me hurt.

I looked away, remembering the pain,
the blood boiling throughout my veins.
I took a walk to shake off the anger.
I didn't think I could take it any longer.

But then I saw him, his face in my head,
I'm thinking of all the fun we used to have.
I missed it all, but mostly him.
Without him, my world turned dim.

I plan on re-posting everything on here, meaning everything I wrote and posted on my last blog. So for awhile everything might seem extremely repetitive. Sorry. :P

Peace.

~Victoria.