Sitting on my bed I think 10 years back
For a glimpse of the day when
My present wasn't so black
Surrounded by darkness
I think hard
Easier said then done
My memories are scarred
I ask for hurt and glum
Something to remind me
My breath still come
I ask for soreness and pain
Something to tell me
My feet still run
What does it mean to live
And what does it mean to move on
I sit in my bedroom
And think with a frown
My god is dead
Add my future drown
Devil devoured my soul
As i have grown
If love wasn't meant for me
I ask again
Why my heart still beat?
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Love, Pain & Me
Poetry𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒏 & 𝑴𝒆 𝑨 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒒𝒖𝒆 Highest ranking:- #1 in poetry collection #1 in poetry #1 in Rookie #1 poem collection #1 poem book #1 sad poem #1 poem
