Stoned Poem by Peter parker

Stoned

Never could I believe I can be this helpless
Shut the door and having a date with darkness
No candles, no sun rays, no music just loneliness
Nurturing on why I fall for you easily
Where me and love are enemies of deadly
Every night is another nightmare
Thinking about you like am in a daily care
Still don't believe how my words turned me into a fool
While the connection and vibe signified love souls
Yeah, I was told buh love in the head runs to the red coloured like a circus bull
Drunken in love buh got dispersed heart pieces
Felt burned inside and left with it's ashes
Little did I Know is
What was not meant for you can't be yours forever
What is yours can be lost if it's valued to the third whatsover
Though I mine you to be mine buh never mind your worth and gave what's mine to someone whose attention worth over mine

Tuesday, October 3, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: ashes,believe,enemies,loneliness
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