Unspeakable Poverty

Sun, 10/25/2015 - 12:53 -- Kellic

I miss my friends

I let them go

They were the one's

that I gave my everything

My only home

but I think I was wrong

Or maybe I'm right

I really don't care

I just want you all

to come back

 

Don't wait until there's

nothing left

If I'm the stars

be the morning light

 

Burning eyes

accusing me

I'm not the person

that I've been

I don't know where

to find me,

the person that

you all love

Has been missing

for quite some time

Are you as scared as me?

Is there any way

we can get back

And I'm sorry

for changing

 

I'm in a place

of unspeakable poverty

And I want to get back

Save me from a melody

That doesn't sound like ours

Save me

before I get consumed

 

You come before me

Can you find me?

I gotta find me

I'm right around the corner

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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