Who is that guy i lay my eyes on,
I've seen him before so i must know.
Doesn't he look quite angry though?
The dark clothes he wears draws me to know.
I watch as he paces around the room,
As i cry out a small hello.
He turns his head and looks my way,
I feel myself shake slightly afraid.
He looks to his friend and calls out
"I'm sorry my friend but i've made a mistake,
Now i must leave"
And off he breaks.
The sound of his voice leaves me weak,
The words he said echoing through me.
His friend Daniel stands there looking my way,
But i keep my eyes on his dark,dreamy and deep best friend.
I follow him home, I can't help it.
There is where i see it, the person he is
But he is tormented with nightmares in his sleep,
Now a days he hardly catches a wink.
The revenge he promised on a old dear friend,
He intends to keep.
He rises from his cursed bed,
As he thinks of the woman he must avenge.
With thoughts of violence inside his head,
A flash of rage and he sees red.
Without a pause i turn and fled.
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Poetry Collection : Volume 1
PoetryI have decided to put my poems into one place so that it is much easier to find and read. These poems can vary between sad, happy to death and being alive. They can relate to life problems such as depression and health issues but they can also rela...
