Love,does it make you so indifferent that you cannot see,the pain in the heart of someone?
Path,is it so long that all that is left behind is bloodied footsteps..
Happiness,is it so scarce that we have to find it at all cost,
Pain,is it so obvious that heart no longer feels?
In silence,I ask you, what do you seek,
What everyone in this world seek..
Except themselves what do they love?
YOU ARE READING
The destroyed me...
PoetryJust some words,if it heals someone,helps someone in hard time,then words have value..
