Was it my face?
Was it my heart?
Tell me that:
It wasn't my fault
The place is empty
My life too
Making you feel this way
Is something i'll never do
Screaming,crying,dying
Down the hall
Did you hear a noise
Or did you listen the call
My presence was useless
You treated me like a ghost
Tell me the reason
Why it feels like overdose
Your hand is an illusion
Tasty lips are gone
Eyes full of emotions
And my life is done
YOU ARE READING
My thoughts
PoetryI love writing when I'm alone because i feel free and my mind works better. Here I'll just show you my thoughts about love,friends ... my life. I hope you like it because i keep trying to write because it's my dream and for sure i'll never give up.
