As I cleared the fog
which filled my mind it became apparent
that you never loved me
and so,
I lit my last cigarette,
It was as if all of my memories
were blown away with the smoke
that filled my mind again
and those memories had been altered
YOU ARE READING
How Are You
PoetryRandom poems that are basically my emotions scattered into poems whenever I feel like saying something to someone or multiple people but don't have the courage to so I upload it here in hopes that they'll see the poems and take the hint even though...
