YOU ARE READING

Poetry

To Ree, May you always dream of tall mountains and white cloudy skies. To be happy is to be able see the world through your wondrous eyes. -Will

to move on

135 13 2

by willwritemyheartout

by willwritemyheartout

To move on, I do not have to forget
And there is only one thing I regret
I try not to remember why we met
You alone can make my eyes wet

I need to think and play this smart
Use my head and not my heart
You and I will forever be apart
My life I will have to restart

I may be alone but I am not lonely
You will always be a part of me
Always will I try to be happy
My most perfect memory

I am the warden of my prison cell
I just need time to say farewell
How long no one can ever tell
This is my own version of hell

I am a circle in a world of squares
I am trapped by my own snares
I can only dream of nightmares
No one knows, no one cares