Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2014
A safe house is what he tries to find
Because in his eyes love is not kind
The light that radiates from in his chest
Looking around this glow of his exceeds the rest
People have told him that love is just a game
Waiting to be played so it calls your name
He turns his head away from the feeling
At this time his heart needs feeling
Written by
Talon Robinson  24/GA, USA
(24/GA, USA)   
406
     Abigail Sherry and Dark Jewel
Please log in to view and add comments on poems