I wander around.
With you in mind.
Lost and no path in sight.
I try to walk to my right.
The path that leads to freedom.
But it is blocked by my heart.
Tracing the path to my left.
Only walking there will make it worse.
For all I see are hearts and affection.
The only choice I have.
Is to walk straight.
Where there isn't a path at all.
Just blank white space.
And I can draw whatever I want.
To make the path I want.
I truly hope.
That it will be my escape.
But it is hard with you in mind.
YOU ARE READING
A Poetry Book
PoetryA collection of poetry I, @canpotcat, have written over the past 3 years. Basically somewhat like my diary because every poem I wrote was at the moment about how I was feeling and what happened. And just something to know, a couple of the poetry wri...
