Poem written from my personal journal.
Yesterday I thought of the stranger that left my grasp
Yes the stranger from my past
The stranger that I wanted to hold onto
But I guess the truth unfold and you just left me
I fairly believe you are carefree
You caress me but all the while you tested me?
I thought I was strong but I guess you were stronger
You can withhold pain for so long
Yeah now I truly believe that I treated you wrong
Every time I think of what we were I also think of ashes beneath the fire
It was a strong piece of wood at a time; before the fire started burning
Oh baby the thoughts of you leave me yearning for a stranger
Still it fills me up with anger knowing that we are an unfinished song
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