somewhere.
somewhere.
ive drifted off from my being.
ive found a better place to be.
somewhere where somebody actually loves me
why does he speak of the devil like that?
what could he do or say,
to make himself feel better anyday.
he was so confused.
nothing to do.
lost in his words.
saddened by his pain.
that he never regained.
but to open up to you again,
was the hardest thing to do.
what do you think of this poem?