What a shame I am
For those who give a damn
I am sorry but I am lost
Unbeknownst of the cost.
I sit alone plunging into the darkest depths
Here I stand at hell's steps
I shake as I pass into my darkest thought
Unbeknownst what it could wrought
I don't dare until I'm sure
Sad to leave many hearts so pure
Each reaching out a hand
Only if I could reach out to take a stand.
July 22nd 3:30 am
YOU ARE READING
My book of poetry
PoetryI have written all of the above and plan so one day publish a book so no stealing :P
