Then suddenly,
Without any warning at all,
He changed.
He came back a different person.
The music that once sang in his soul went silent,
And what survived was a scar too deep to see.
He returned with a new mindset, a new outlook,
A new soul.
The man who once cared too much,
About everything and everyone,
No longer cared at all.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Wild Souls
PoesíaLike the moon is to the sun, I am to you. I would die over and over again, Just so you could live, To light up another day. *** A collection of short and long poems to read and hopefully enjoy :) I will update every weekend.
