I guess it was all
A lie
There us no pride left
In me
My soul is . . .
Gone
It's not complete
There is a hole
In me
All it needs is you
For you to sing me
To sleep
Like you used to do
Me the one who
Cared about
You
You the one who
Loved
Me
You the one that
Left me
Alone with one
Person to
Love me,
And care for me
The only one . . .
I guess . . .
Who really cared
About
ME!
YOU ARE READING
Art
PoetryThis is my soul expressed on paper from the love in my heart to the thoughts in my mind the words from my hands to the feelings and emotions buried deep on paper I begin to speak this is me sparkling on the rooftops of the mountains to the shinin...
