Painted the scene you wanted seen,
hiding the scars of what had been.
Scene ends, you return to the night,
where demons haunt your lonely mind,
You continue to try and find,
the answers to make the wrongs right,
but so many lies have been told,
Your hopes are starting to dissolve,
fearing there is no end in sight.
YOU ARE READING
Different Poetry forms
RandomAn attempt at Than-Bauk poems I hope and other poetry forms.
