A poem by 16 year old me:
Love is passion
It’s lust
It’s agony
It’s pain
Her love for him
Makes her go insane
His love for her
Is just the same
Their feelings are true
But hard to explain
Her death has turned
His heart so cold
He’s gone so wild
He’s out of control
A fire is burning
Inside his soul
He loves her so much
He won’t let go
So at night she roams
Through the moors
She bangs on windows
She knocks on doors
You’ll never hear her
Until darkness falls
She’s not at peace
It’s his name she calls
Heathcliff please
Let me in, it’s me
We need to escape
Run wild and free
Like bird’s, we’ll fly
Together you and me
A new beginning
If you’ll forgive me
Liz Kamille 