Watching,
I'm watching you run through my head,
Again,
For the fifth time today,
And still my love for you,
Does not cease,
Does not weaken,
I still laugh at your hair,
Bouncing in your face,
While you run down the hall,
To try and give me my keys,
Before I end up outside the door,
Laughing as I wait for you,
To let me in,
Again,
And the smile never leaves me,
Even as you were buried,
As your flowers were laid down,
And my tears did not stop,
At the departure of my angel,
From this cruel and bitter realm,
That only had hope,
From the light you cast upon it.
YOU ARE READING
Broken Spirit(Complete)
PoetryThis was the collection for me to vent in. The collection that would catch all my negativity and portray it for the world to read. Hope all you happy people enjoy my broken spirit.
