i earned my seat once,
i worked hard for that seat
in your life,
for years i stood my ground,
never left,
always stayed,
should i ever stand up once to walk around the room of your heart,
is the seat still mine
or will another one quickly sit on my place,
with how much
people badly want
a place in your life?
YOU ARE READING
letters after dark | poetry book 3
Poetrya collection of poems and proses of thoughts that fill up the void after dark. #1 in proses #7 poetry #56 in poem #5 poetrycollection book 3 of the poetic flowers series. other books : • a hurricane of blues • confessions i will never say and other...
