In that room
Where so much has happened
In that room
I look around for them
Concentration eludes me
I look at my watch
I’m running out of time
As usual
Who are they?
And where have they been?
What have they seen?
And why?
Why do I wish
I was there with them?
Why I am I here
In this room?
They’ve disappeared
Under mysterious circumstances
And I feel like I’ll never
See them again
Did I make the wrong choice?
Or was it right?
I have no one to help me
Help me love
So I sit in that chair
And I think
About so much that’s happened
In that room.
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Pieces of Life
PoésieThese are some poems I wrote in the past few months. They're just my little reactions to things that happened to me. I might add more as I write them. So read and enjoy! Edit: This series is officially over. I might add another bunch of poems later...
