'Back Where It Started' Poem by nate Boyo

sitting here,
tears in my eyes,
you can see that i cried,

thinking of the time,
she was by my side,
and guided my heart right,

but all those times are gone,
just her voice on the phone,
that has turn into my daily tone,

with just one word she took me there,
made me fear,
and gave me a gift called 'hell',

now i am back there,
you are free to give a stare,
because i'm not here,

with a broken heart,
pierced with a dart,
i crashed like a broken cart,