Give Me A Chance? Poem by Cavin The

I sat on the empty corridors
Winds hustle and light shines
What is a crowd when I do not see you?
Your were my satisfaction
Your entity exists as my drug
Your body was my addiction

That I knew is gone, where is that feeling?
I hate the way things changed
I hate the way you left me first
I hate the way you see me like no one else did
Can I return ever again?
To a place where the two souls reunite?

Give me a chance?
I am young and reckless, with you
Feels like I could maybe love you
Chocolates and cigarettes, were just
Supplements to fill the empty vessel
You could have been something I am good at
I could have been something you are good at
So, give me a chance?