The pain
The sting
Of tears racing down your face
You wish you could erase
Every laugh
Every smile
Every word exchange
The love I gave
I can't have back
I feel like I'm under attack
Waiting for you to come home
This world is cruel, I feel all alone
The first smile was beautiful
The last was gruel
The pain within feels like the wood crackling in the fire
Your finger tips
Soft like warm honey
Your heart
Cold like glass on a concrete floor
The pain I endure only some understand
But for you
You're happy like a child playing with the sand.
YOU ARE READING
Poems by a Low Life Poet
Poésiethese are poems i wrote, some good, some bad. just need the world to see them
