Roses are red
Violets are blue
This you heard a thousand times
But this ones for you
When you run from me
When you cry for me
When you hide away from me
I know you're afraid
But for you my heart will wait.
YOU ARE READING
Before I Blackout
PoetryMy best work is done when I'm on the edge of blacking out, when you finally stop trying to pretend you have a grip on what runs though your mind, you should try writing with your eyes half closed and your mind wide open. This may be an on going pro...
