I was there
Around like air
When you needed me
Id make myself free
I guess it was not enough
Being there through every situation tough
You did not realise it
You were crushing my spirit
With each passing moment
Inside i was going through torment
I was being used against myself
Wishing to relieve my pity self
Trying to find a way to free my soul
From this darkness of a hole
~H.R
YOU ARE READING
In the middle of dark
PoesiaA series of words i write at night... My pure thoughts when i stare out in the darkness ✌... I hope you like them all... And if you can relate to my poems.. then welcome to the club..
