the clouds
they hover
over me
i wonder
if my doings will stay
forever
deep blue
crystal clear
i can't keep on
living in fear
all I have are cigarette burns
scars on my arms
and broken bones
I am sorry
but I have nothing left
to give to you
go on and be
who you are supposed to
because I'll stay
Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 12:23 PM UTC
the clouds
they hover
over me
i wonder
if my doings will stay
forever
deep blue
crystal clear
i can't keep on
living in fear
all I have are cigarette burns
scars on my arms
and broken bones
I am sorry
but I have nothing left
to give to you
go on and be
who you are supposed to
because I'll stay
Request permission to use this poem