You don't know me
You stare right at me but most of the time it feels like you stare right through me. I'm not invincible, I'm invisible, trampled by silence. The emptiness, the loneliness, the where were you "ness".
I love you, what does that mean to you? Where were you?
I needed you.
JB
YOU ARE READING
Sweet and sour feelings
PoetryThis is a poetry book filled a with a lot of original poems written by me. The dark times, the sour times and also the sweet times. A lot of feelings dipped on my pen and scribbled on my paper or my computer keys.
