Forgiven Poem by karleigh vargas

mountains high valleys low, no matter where, i am feeling cold, as destiny sinks into my heart, unselfishness has took its part.

addressing fear with spaclous hum, of a dreaded meaning like to a gun.
im feeling down, my candles out, overwelming feeling of this selfish dought.
my pain is gone but im dead again, pretending fun is my dream of him.
i want to die, yet im awake, my heart is furious of my pending mistake.
confused alone with richousy, left to rome my privacy.
i wanted us, not him then me, a selfish love with tendency