I never felt complete in my life
There was always something missing
When I got money, family and respect
Love is what I end up messing
When love spreaded it's wings
Peace of mind went astray
Search to have it all continues
But only thing I could do was, pray
Somedays I feel like I am almost there
And other days it's a complete mess
Life gave me a lot of things
But kept me away from, completeness
Now my life feels like
An incomplete piece of art
I am waiting to fill
That bloody hole in my heart
~TallGuy
YOU ARE READING
A bit of me, a bit of you
PoetryA bit of me: Just straight from my heart, I think something and write that, set of lines coming in my mind A bit of you: Your soul searching for something, reached here and saw this, a bit of you lived with me while reading a bit of me
