Am I travelling,
Or am I the visitor.
Who am I?
To explore your mind.
But for you,
To invade mine.
Am I just camping,
Or am I staying for good.
Who am I?
Just a visitor to camp..
The night?
Or am I the reason for you
To stay in my life.
Are you temporary too
Or are you staying for good?
This time now
YOU ARE READING
My Own Kind Of Poetry
Poetrywords scrunched up in sentences that makes only sense to me. cause no one understands.
