You want a second chance, chances you'll never give
Your alone, abandoned, have nothing to give
You want to come home, forced to at most
Staying behind bars, is your only other hope
We WANTED to help, you burned your chance
Even then I want to reach out, and grab your hand
Everything will be alright, either here or death
But what you did can not be changed, Not even by my own complaints
Rest easy, Your time will come
But promising a future, Is out of my arms
YOU ARE READING
Free Flow
PoetryThis book is going to be set up in a certain way. The chapters of every title are going to be what I express my thoughts on, whether it's in poem form or just talking about it. I own everything in this story and I hope you enjoy ^_^
