Broken dreams,
Shattered hopes,
Thy hurts,
My fault,
In despair I'm left,
To oblivion I want to fall,
How can I keep up,
With your toes,
In a sea of sorrow,
And never ending times,
What can I say to make it right,
Bolts of pain,
Run in my veins,
Such a vile thing,
To say,
In time will heal,
The broken,
Wounds of may,
The month of love is filled,
With so much pain,
Tho I'll fight,
Is it right,
Doubts in my mind.
YOU ARE READING
SilverWood
PoetryPouring my soul into my words as I write through my life and give passion to my words expressing my emotions in the only way I know as ink runs in my veins. A book of poetry
