You are like that stop sign that i passed
Telling me not to go
But I forgot my paths
I went on
Not listening to your words
A bright red color speaking to me
A warning it seems
One that I should have listened to
For it could have saved me
As I went on
I see the mistake that I have made
No way to repeat
Nothing to save me
I began to scream
I see the light that shines before me
Now that I see
Why you stand in front of me
It is clear
You told me to stop
And next I'll have to listen
For my life is at stake
And I prefer to keep it all preserved
YOU ARE READING
My Poems
PoetryI usually write poems when I'm sad or upset. That's when I write my poems the best. So there wont be that many happy poems. I hope you like the ones I have. Thank you for even reading this.
