Poems from Bree

The pain i put you through, after everything we would do. This time it's to late, I can't take it back, it's a fool I am. So go on be gone...
This is simply not a poem, but a brief explanation. I write to get away from this mad world i call life. I cannot quite express myself...
You make it blatantly clear That when you hold me so near You will defeat my fears.