Been a while being here,
As if I wont have to return.
And now its time, I fear,
Again to pay concern.
Pay concern to my deeds,
Thoughts, looks and strides,
Never will know where it leads,
For the heart-Oh! How it hides!
No accounts for hatred,
I spread against myself,
In those whom I trusted,
Who would stay to help.
Just for this to stay,
For a long time as it may,
Lead to the "forever",
And now its like never.
Don't know where to go,
Whom to talk to,
Whom to walk with,
In you, was the sole solution.
A symbol of care and sacrifice,
You had been, nothing will suffice.
Don't know where I lost it, for good?
For sure it's me to blame, I should.
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Void Of Morsels- Poetry
PoetryEvery attempt I made at poetry has been collected inside this book. All good, and bad. Inside, are those poems directly related to my life and otherwise. Thank you, most valuable reader, for taking your time here.
