I just want to breathe again
Please don't let me see them again
I can't bear to hold no grudge no more
If they come in, they'll just take my soul
Bruning it to ashes while crying some more
Hiding is the only way to live my life
Praying to God that they'll be just as fine
Knowing their situation is getting worse by time
Knowing the facts that they broke my soul
Still living my life as a peaceful monk
I just wish they were kids again
Other than this foul play of heart
YOU ARE READING
The Writer's World Shall Continue
PoesíaThis is part 2 of one of my books called "The Writer's World". I hope you will enjoy continuing reading my passion for writing such words that I love to feel and write upon. ✍️ As I said, this is my part 2 of my continuing history of my poems throu...
