Staring in this dark room hoping one day I'll have who to hug,kiss and love forever;hoping one day I will never be alone again and hoping I'll never have to fight with my demons alone again;
Maybe I'm just a fool searching for something I can't find;
Perhaps only a man,living in the shadows of his past and hoping nobody will find out his secrets;
No Matter what it will be,one day I'll go to sleep and nothing will matter anymore,nothing will be so peaceful,yet so cynical ,so cold yet so settling,perhaps i should ask,when will this happen?That's the question that if I would figure out the answer for,it would be to late to regret.
~S.A.D
YOU ARE READING
the cursed one
PoetryJust a trashy book that I write my feelings in when I feel bad
