my life turned into purple flames,
i want it back so bad that i can die
every night i pray recalling names
of people i was near to, passed the time.
i'm not confused by living here, alone
my soul is filled with past and sullen dreams
where whispering to her to take me home
i don't feel i'm alone, and no one feels.
the ones i love i roughly left behind
it's worse for me, and i suppose i also knew
i look in eyes of thing from what i tried to hide
it's ugly truth, turn on the ocean avenue
YOU ARE READING
moonlight along the river road
Poetrythats my first poetry collection. i wrote it with my fragile heart and broken but still kind soul
