Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2020
wide awake in the night,
our memories are the only light,
pain in my veins,
how did it all go up in flames?

i look to the moon and stare,
glorious misery fills the air.
i wanted another chance,
but you said this was our last dance.
Moonbeam Dream
Written by
Moonbeam Dream  14/F/probably my room
(14/F/probably my room)   
  128
     Perry, JAM, --- and The Poetic Nicole
Please log in to view and add comments on poems