Blue-green meets brown and I'm bought back from the dead
He stares through me, iridescent hues searching my soul
Numerous thoughts swim in my head
Love. I feel love. He brings me to my sences
Life. I feel life. He gives me a reason.
A reason to live, to look good, to be happy
He brought me back with his smile, his stare, his words
I love you. You've brought me back
YOU ARE READING
Sad Poetry from a Happy World
PoetryThis is a collection of my own poetry born from living a happy life in a sad world and a sad life in a happy one.
