my friends are all memories
when I'm feeling alone
lonely far far away
I wish we can sing together again
but life goes on
with no love and no joy
empty days working like a zombie
anxiety at the day
depression at night
who
who
who
who now that I can ask to come over and play?
YOU ARE READING
My Kind of Milk and Honey (Poetry Collection)
Poetry"Having a partner is not an achievement Of all people, we both know We've learned that, hard way" an original poetry collection by me
