i wrote this poem to clear off my mind,
as i lay on the ground surrounded by mystery,
gone the past,
moved on to the future,
so  others can see my end,
deliver my faith and see how i love you,
weary weather i walked under you,
i am always i am always writing this poetry,

i made this poetry of your reflection,
when you smile i stare at you,
but how can i describe my status,
i am just a roamer to clear my own,
i had to chase my past,
i don't know and always there.

i use to sang your favorite songs,
from afar,
in this very spot i stand i'm waiting,
lately your image still fresh in my mind,
the feeling i cant describe.