Dear Diary,
I remember the dream
We had the rest of our lifes
And no matter what
You were always right next to me
That was the dream
The one I never thought would go away
But just as fast as it came, it was gone
And so was a part of me
Now I sit here, wondering where I went wrong
While they're out there, moving along
YOU ARE READING
Letters From The Unhealed - POETRY
PoetryLetters to the ones I love, the ones I used to love, and the ones I haven't loved yet. From an unhealed soul. Letters from the Unhealed explores my personal young adult journey through poetry. Ever since the day I turned 18 the world seemed to hav...
