Why the skies can be green
4/24/2016
Looking back
As brief memories of you and I
Fade into the night
As poems for you now become
A burden
As your laughter only makes my
Soul cringe with pain
As time passes by,
I wish not to look back.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment