That cold day in December
A couple years back
Is so painful to remember
The pain hits so hard that I gasp
I knew in my heart that someday
I'd put him through enough
To chase him far away
And my future would look rough
But on that day
The day he walked up to me
I had no idea how far away
How far away he would be
I look back at it now
Two long years later
And I keep thinking to myself
Why did I ever meet her
Why did I meet the girl
Who had blood on her wrists
Who could change anyone's world
Who was caught in the mist
I think of him now
And it's all just cruel irony
Because I just can't see how
You'd show up like you did, then leave
I just don't understand,
But then again,
It's already over
And I'm still looking over my shoulder.
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Darkened Souls: First Collection
PoetryForty-five poems I've written over the past year. Some are dark, some are happy, some are sad. Enjoy, vote, comment, share.
