deepundergroundpoetry.com

Oh well

I reckon it won’t matter
What I feel for you,
If it’s any consolation,
I want you and him too,

Why do I care,
Why do I think?
It’s in this despair,
That I cry and shrink.

But whatever right?
I’ll just tell you hey,
I’ll never hold you at night,
And you’ll love me no day.
Written by BLIGHT (Anderson)
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1 reading list entries 0
comments 1 reads 355
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
SPEAKEASY
Today 12:38pm by shadow_starzzz
SPEAKEASY
Today 11:22am by Ahavati
SPEAKEASY
Today 11:14am by Ahavati
SPEAKEASY
Today 4:23am by SweetKittyCat5
SPEAKEASY
Today 3:38am by HopelessFool
WORKSHOP
Today 3:32am by HopelessFool