After the Fog
Rolls out of the way
Happy faces are there
Greeting people with happy feelings
But those feels are sometimes are not real
The feeling deep inside are still lingering
The hatred
The sadness
The lost
But after the fog rolls off
The feeling won't be as strong
But they are still there
No matter what you do
No matter what they say
They will still be apart of you
Until you forget or die
YOU ARE READING
A.D. Poetry
PoetryThese are some poems I wrote when I got bored. Hope you like them :)
