teardrops on the guitar
fingers on the keyboard
make me sing a melody
that I had already known
Tear-filled eyes looking in the mirror
A wide stretched grin on my face
A mind filled with demons
And a heart filled with pain
YOU ARE READING
Late night poems ✔️
Poesia❝ happiness can be faked , don't be fooled by their smiles their eyes tell the darkest tales ❞ ~ Book 1 of poems
