The nights sky in the city,
Hides the I shy away,
It’s darkness,
Secluding me.
Moving slowly,
Arms and legs weaving through,
Yet the light it shares,
Gives me hope,
That I already know,
Will never, truly come,
I weep every time,
Passing through,
The dark cities light,
The scene moving,
Yet desparable.
This is somewhat true,
Which show the pain,
That shone in my eyes,
As we drove by.
Oh!
The nights sky, in the city,
Give me hope,
Though I know it’s never to come,
I am forsaken.
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Life a pain or a pleasure?
PoetryThese are poems I've made in creative writing so far. Please read them and tell me your thoughts. Also i'll make poems do to my feelings, and thoughts on whatever mood i'm in. So please enjoy and vote!!!!!!!!!!! Love ya'll!
