I'm walking a path that I do not know.
A heart felt letter.
A stitch to sew.
Things will get better.
Yes, I'd know.
Little by little the hurt goes away.
My hurt is left in the snow.
Why,
Why,
Why,
Do we stray?
I sigh;
And then walk far.
It's slowly time,
To get in the car.
Why is love such a crime?
Why is it confusing?
Mindful thought;
That are almost seducing.
These things I bought.
Aren't what I want.
It's time I lie.
You shan't,
Steal or buy.
I know I can't,
Love you in time.
Please bring back the monster and pushout the lies.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryPoetry has always completely held me together. It's kind like how you breathe oxygen. It's something I have to do. Poetry is something like oxygen to me. Without it I wouldn't survive. ~ remember love is a crime and I'll do the time for loving what'...
