My poetry

She doesn't know what she does to me I'm up all night writing her poetry This love is poison, this is my only remedy This heart is chained, someone please set me free There are songs that make me think of her Smells that make me think of her Things that make me think of her Everything beautiful makes me think of her She doesn't know I wrote these pages Enough to last through the ages Through the cycle of life and it's infinite stages She doesn't know anything about me But I know everything about her, it's in my poetry.