Pitter pattering rain like no other
Homeless little kitten looking for shelter
I saw you there picking it up
Hiding the puffball underneath your cap
It was the most adorable thing
So, I asked myself why I couldn't bring
It home, but who am I kidding?
I know the very reason why I'm hesitating
Coal covers my hands, tainted with dust
I lost it a long ago, I lost the power to trust
I'm unlike that kitten who mustered her tacts
I am still healing from my old acts
YOU ARE READING
Into Her Unknown 2
PoetryAre you feeling sad, confused, charmed, in love? Your emotions are valid, and we will write about it. Let me harness your emotions, and you have the choice to plunge in, head first. You will figure out your life. Do not give up. You are not alone...
