Heart on Poem

Wrong Thoughts

I was standing there alone

Finding someone who could give me loan,

Someone who could mourn when I'm gone,

Someone who could give me their mind and soul.

I Crossed the street

and heard a swift,

I ran away

and breathe really deep,

A man who has a brick with him,

Gave his best to stop me bleed.

I found myself in the bed,

Besides a man that lost his head,

He has a brick on his hand

Saying...

"I won't let go, so please comeback''

Untold story.