My doubt leaves at night
As my heart will pour delight
The doubt crawls in through the day
As I hear the cries my heart will say
Is it the nightshade taunting in my mind
Because every night I seem to find
That my doubts and sadness
Fade away with your every word
You make my thoughts soar like a bird
In the end I'm just not sure
You're so pure
YOU ARE READING
Poetry Vent
PoetryMe venting like some kind of hipster in a poetry fashion. Enjoy. Or don't.
