Quit
haunting my dreams
I see you tempting me
tonight
The blue is what I feel
Somehow it still blinds me
tonight
The void feels more like home
Than your arms lately
I know the sun the stars
Want the best for me
My girl
she climbs montains
Says it would make me
Feel better here
But still
I want to heal
I want to feel
I want to scream
The pain out of me
Angel-
YOU ARE READING
For Rose Tinted Minds
Poetry''Sometimes we wear glasses the color of rose, Our minds begin to hide things it already knows. '' Kurt James These poems are for the ones who love too hard, who fall too deep, even when it burns.
