The Path That Mislead
< This poem is not made for quality, but for myself - to help myself. A recent occurrance that has left me deeply wounded: that I just had to write about in some form. This poem does relate to 'All you need is a friend', also by me.
The path it seemed was short and warm,
A pleasant stroll it was.
Hopes and expectations littered the way
Although not always does it go.
Gliding up one day, in pleasant mind,