When my heart had grown cold,
And I myself, hardly slept,
You smiled at me,
And I felt my heart melt,
And to you my thanks was sold.
When I feel like there's no point to life,
Like no one wants me here,
And every day is just too late,
You come and hold me near,
And tell me everything will turn out right.
When I feel like I'm falling,
Like there could be no end,
You grab my hand and pull me up,
And everything seems okay then.
Because I hear your voice calling.
When it comes your time,
I'll not know what to do,
But it will all turn out fine,
I know this because of you,
I know I will be fine.
When you are gone,
I pray it will all be as you hoped for,
You deserve the very best,
And sometimes even more,
This poem is for you, my best friend
I love you forever and always.
Thank you for believing in me.
I could never do this without you to guide me,
Thank you.
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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.