He keeps coming back to mind
He shouldn’t
I thought he wouldn’t
He believes himself a god
He now has a Queen
He has “come back to life”
Become his real self
He was more than a god when he with me
I was his soul mate
He was well rested and happy
He has turned dark
The darkness had consumed him
Then I came into play
He was happy again
All of suddenly it broke apart
He found his Miracle which brought him back to the darkness
•°I now realize that this does repeat but there is more to it if you wish to continue reading°•
~Mads
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Some Words of Madness or Power
PoesíaThis is just some poems, or whatever you want to call it. So I guess here it is... They are all different, but also a little dark. Hope you enjoy! P.s I think it is good, ok obviously I think it's good, they are my poem after all, but please read...
