once upon a time in this broken heart of mine
there lived a lil boy so devoid of joy
he was locked away from the world's shine
and spent all his time living in a foil
and though my heart cried for him to find his mind
this state was home for the lil boy
his life ever after had to be someone's choice
YOU ARE READING
urban fairytales
Poetryit's easier to believe magic doesn't exist so we don't feel guilty for being too stupid to see it (c) daisyology / kandutchie This poem book is completed.
