Dare I say, Take me back to sweeter days. No worries To fight, Nor sorrows To woe. Just waiting For sun And the fall of snow. These little joys Replenished my soul. And now, I yearn, For thoughts of old.
Abandoned Deserved or not Maybe a lifetime of this Set far apart Missing almost from the grid Sort of solitary Confinement Sad poetry Written by me Karma It must be Alone with only me Writing sad poetry Bumming you out Probably What’s the use?! Sad poetry
I feel, Tense. Nothing is wrong, But nothing makes sense. Things are, Intense. Overwhelmed By fear Locked in my head. Silly little scares, Born and bred. To fears of unknown, I can't comprehend.