Every path i walk might be
Difficult now,
But it would get easier
Later.
They never knew
How many times i stabbed
The pointed
NEEDLE.
Blood underneath my steps
Making marks,
Of my own foot steps.
No one to follow
But a reminder to those
Who lose hopes.
YOU ARE READING
MOONLIGHT
PoetryDedicated to My Love #The_Criminal Thought to find a way.. But some day ill make it, even if it takes it on us hundred years. Life had many levels, She is my life.. Her soul, the bad and the good in her. Her smile what I found in a million. Stronges...
