deepundergroundpoetry.com
The pages that tell stories
I read what is said,
But I am confused.
What's in your head,
My silly muse.
Your words seem dark,
The pages yell.
Are you falling apart,
Are you going to hell.
What do you want,
Tell me the part.
When you should have listened,
To your broken heart.
So end the game,
And let it go.
I still miss the one,
I use to know.
But I am confused.
What's in your head,
My silly muse.
Your words seem dark,
The pages yell.
Are you falling apart,
Are you going to hell.
What do you want,
Tell me the part.
When you should have listened,
To your broken heart.
So end the game,
And let it go.
I still miss the one,
I use to know.
Published 10th Aug 2016
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 0
reading list entries 0
comments 0
reads 461
Commenting Preference:
The author has chosen not to accept comments.
