Life is a broken road,
Walked by lonely souls.
The ones that loves,
And the ones that lost,
...
All of my fears and anxieties,
Enjoy to coax and haunt me.
I'll try to cry or sleep them away,
But it all seems to grow worse everyday.
...
I want to say yes,
But I know not too.
With a second guy in the picture,
I haven't a clue what to do.
...
I write poetry to sooth my soul when I am frustrated, depressed, infuriated, or just in the mood to write. Writing is my passion, and I plan to write as much as I can as I am still young. I am open to compliments and criticism, because I only want to broaden my mind and strengthen my writing abilities.)
The Road Of Life
Life is a broken road,
Walked by lonely souls.
The ones that loves,
And the ones that lost,
Say that life is worth the cost.
The cost of pain,
The cost of sorrow,
It will all make sense tomorrow.
In the end,
The good exceeds the bad.
Only then will you understand