Riddled with fear
Not knowing she'll wake,
My heart which bakes
In a hot furnace of
Doubt and uncertainty.Riddled with fear
Not knowing she'll cut,
A clouded mind dark as a bat,
In a dark night filled
With dim stars.Riddled with fear
Not knowing she'll hate,
My demeanor, it's fate,
That we're at an impasse,
It hurts.Riddled with fear
Not knowing she'll leave
Me in disbelief.
At this juncture I believe
That we're not getting back
What we dreamt for our forever.
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Songs of Adam [Poems]
PoetryThe poems contained in this book was written with a lot of heart. The confusion and turmoil expressed in these poems is very real to most people and myself. Life is brutal and we wake here without guidelines so we struggle, a lot more than we need t...