The earth quakes,
my heart shakes,
as you step closer.
Who are you?
I ask myself.
My eyes set on your face,
shaded enough to disguise the life behind them.
Then you pass me,
and go to someone else.
Why not me?
YOU ARE READING
Samy's Poetry
PoetryA little bit of poetry from this crazy mind of mine. Hope it helps you feel something. Maybe even think something. <3
