He's very kind
Although his happiness is denied
He's being led as though he were blind
Yet he never seems to mind
Everytime he loves, he's hurt
He goes from flying in the sky
To kissing the dirt
Maybe he can say goodbye
Nothing makes sense
People are always way to tense
He doesnt know why
But he's never good with goodbyes
Now he feels like the devil
He's reached the darkest level
Now a rebel
He's become a bit of a daredevil
he now basks in blood
Choosing to let his anger rise like a flood
He's now a lot more wise
And he no longer believes in goodbyes
-
Author:
Violet♎ (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 26th, 2018 10:06
- Comment from author about the poem: I decided to make these a series. Based on one boy.
- Category: Sad
- Views: 42
Offline)
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.