The tears never evaporate,
always form like vapor
Can't help but let it flow.
Thinking I could let the past go
For it is what made the present,
future awaits .
And there is more pain at stake
Oh Lord ,Oh Lord this is my song of sorrow.
Wondering if I would wake up tomorrow.
For the candles surround me
and I know I could die
Maybe tomorrow is my due date .
And I wonder if the next day I'll do the same
MY LIFE SUCKS !
YOU ARE READING
My Tongue Is A Pen Of A Ready Writer
PoetryHere are a collection of poetry I have written within my teenage years, early adult life . I hope you all enjoy.
