Friends of mine are distractions,
A scarecrow for my emotions,
Chase away the rainy days,
Though only once for short delays,
For the happy day with heart ablaze,
Will forever drown in darkness haze.
Drifting distractedly in the world round,
Looking and searching for life profound,
Years melt, though frozen in stone,
Waiting for love without crowded alone,
Mind off of war and hate and true,
The only distraction I need is you.
YOU ARE READING
Petty Adictions
PoetryStupid poetry that I shouldn't be writing. But I am. At three in the morning.
