I tried to make him better,
At least, as long as we were together.
We still talk sometimes, but when I see
What he's up to, I can't help but think
Damn, you truly can't change a man, can you?
He's going back to his old ways
Doing everything he can to ruin his own life.
Here, a cigarette, there, an empty bottle.
I'm fearing what's next,
Maybe because I still care so deeply
About that stupid guy.
Even if I try,
I can't deny
He's still a part of me, somewhere, somehow
And, even if I don't like it, I have to face it.
He's dumb but I once loved it.
Fear plagued me, plagued us,
So many years spent in dim lighting.
One day he told me I was the best thing
That had happened to him.
So many things on my mind, but at least,
Since we're not together anymore
I don't cry myself to sleep like I used to.
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Mind of a Wanderess - A Collection of Poems
PoetryThis book is a collection of the poems I write, whenever my muse and my mood tell me to do so. Here, in this book, you can have access to a young woman's thoughts and feelings. /warning: my style is very random, and most of my poems are written in o...
