Poetry Is Makes Sense If You Try To Understand

My destination was a rejection

I was lost,
With no hope of home.
I wondered though the dark,
Lost in my own mind and far from reality.

I stumbled across brenchs,
But god only knows why.
I cried at thought of home,
Tears running down my bare cheeks like rain drops.

Family was all I neeď,
Till I meet you behind a tree. Hiding from reality like me.

Your heart possessed me,
Wearing me up to down.
For a moment,I thought about my distany than my destination.

Was I at the right place,
At the right time? Cause
Just when I found you,
You left me.

I miss your dark eyes,
I miss the light in your soul. But I miss you more.