Alone and apart
Cool and deserved
Kept from the world
Hidden and reserved
Everything is out
Still on the path
Not what we know
Feel in the heart
No one knows
No one learns
No one shows
No one cares
Still as stone
Silent as night
left alone
To its own plight
Steady as a snail
Slow as a tortoise
No one deserves
So it is reserved
YOU ARE READING
Beauty Behind My Madness
PoetryAnd a little taste of mind games.... 'Oh what a manipulator' I'd congratulate.... "Cause no one can do it like me" I'd say. ❄❄❄❄❄❄❄❄ Well..... My poetry book..... If you dare please go ahead.... Oh but please watch your head.... 🌹
