Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2019
I could look at you,
but never recognize your face
as it has become much too distorted
with malicious intentions
and sweaty, sleepless nights;
you are quite far gone,
and as I look at your indistinguishable face,
I'm not sure I'd ever remember
who you once were.
sadly
CautiousRain
Written by
CautiousRain  26/F/USA
(26/F/USA)   
168
     Bogdan Dragos and saffronne
Please log in to view and add comments on poems