My hair smells like smoke
On this firy night
While i am waiting for my shinning knight.
But time goes by and he wont come
My heart's hurt so much it broke
I inhale the smoke and the smell stains my clothes
I know smoke will wanish like he did
I wish then, I had long ago ferwell bid
But then he says my name
And down falls my cigarette as it begins tears to rain
YOU ARE READING
The darkness prevails
PoetryI know no one is going to read this but these are poems αnd quotes I wrote based on my own experience and I just wanted to let them out. Poems quotes and stories, Of art and of worries, Darkness, Depression And love reincarnation. Made by my sel...
