I was lifeless at first
Without a meaning, nor a word.
Then you came with all the words
Which gave significance to my life.
But, just like the speed of light-- fast,
you left.
And here I am, stuck with our story.
Struggling to find something to write.
Because you took the words and
I'm meaningless all alone.
YOU ARE READING
Overdosed
PoetryA collection of poems. From the heart. By the fingers. Through the mind.