Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2012
Butterflies from a high school love,
turns to bats scratching at my lungs.
At first forever was what was thought,
                                                                       Now forever can’t be far enough.
Have no pity on the fact of loneliness,
For G-d has plans that are desirous.
Matthias
Written by
Matthias
402
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems