I'll take the lonely road,
The sun above my head,
The sky a mix of pastel pink,
Purple, blue and red.
No one's coming with me,
No one has to care,
I won't come back, I won't return,
But I could maybe see you there?
I guess some things are meant to be,
And others are just wrong,
So, sorry that my book of life,
Wasn't all that long.
YOU ARE READING
The Catalyst To My Goodbye
RandomPoetry, probably some literature, and a whole lot of mess. Warning: themes of depression, suicidal thoughts, self-harm, sexual/domestic abuse, death, anxiety and loneliness.
