I knew this day would come
When all my hopes would die
Hopes that were being drowned But were still holding breath.
Fighting for the impossible to happen.
They died waiting
They died drowning
Now they are all dead.
So are we.
YOU ARE READING
To the Love In Me. (Poems)
PoetryThese poems I write , I write for the love in me, for the heart in me, for the broken pieces that still craves for you. I hope people feel my love Feel my pain. For to be hurt wasn't my choice.
