When it’s all said and done it really sucks and I’ve become a prisoner to my mind once again. This will be my last post for awhile even though I haven’t been posting that often anyway. This one goes out to my number 1.
She got me up all night
Cause what we had
Was destined to be a beautiful life
But I had to go and get selfish
Words I should’ve said
Instead turned my back and kept them
She packed her plate full with dreams
While I scraped my plate clean
What a world she lives in
Is what I think
While I admire from afar
Wishing her only joy
And still being selfish
Hoping she doesn’t remove me from her heart….
By: The Poet Q