My eyes were clouded
My arrogance set free
If the love was true
It wasn't for me
Uncharted, unloved, a danger for me
I did not heed warning as you can see
Never again to love heartbroken strikers
Unknown price to pay
For these heartfelt desires
YOU ARE READING
Mind's eye meets paper
PoetryPoetry can not be written without feeling or emotion. Wether that emotion is yours or someone else's, you share it through poetry. Even the most unexperienced peots and even people can imagine what its like to feel lost, or broken, loved, and hated...
