May 17, 2017
I remember everything
you've
Done. The good, the bad
The right and wrong.
Although, I cant
only
Plant the same seed of failure.
Once more, my heart is sore.
Creatures of habit. Simply,
made
To reproduce, consume and then die.
I am constantly wondering when it
Will become my time.
Your voice echo's; reminding
me
Of the lack of significance,
My life will always hold.
Nostalgia, I miss your
smile
A wide grin, stretching your skin.
The way you'd hold me.
Allowing me to sleep
In your bed.
That
Feeling you gave me,
More than a thrill.
The realization that I have come to
is
That no matter, how hard
I try.
It will never be
enough
For anyone.
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Snippets From My Mind
PoetryA collection of short poems and intriguing concepts that have crossed my mind. This will be a good read for you if ever felt, lost, broken, unwanted or even misunderstood. I only intend to reach a specific group of people who may share with me, th...
