I hoped you'd be my last but u changed very fast,
i tried to be strong but I dont know what went wrong.
I tried and tried, yet I
failed
you still left and set sail.
All we had turned to dust,
While my heart started to rust.
YOU ARE READING
something it was
PoetryPoetry is writing of our most deepest, darkest and most inner thoughts when speaking isn't enough and your voice fails ... The book is a random collection of my thoughts and which I have read and a tale of tragedies and beautiful things in life.
