Dilated pupils
Half lidded eyes
Now isn't the time for goodbyes
Don't leave me now
I need you more than ever
Please don't ditch me
For your next endeavor
Loosing focus
Slowly spiraling down
Have to get out of
This god awful town
But now that I've left
I miss home
YOU ARE READING
The Drabbles of a Young Mind
ŞiirPoems made during fits of passion, or you know, whenever it is that inspiration decides to hit.
