Author Information
Adrift
Folder:
Somewhat poems Words spilled for comfort
Are left shattered into “dirty”
Change, is your eyes looking past
Instead of at
No one told me that with one fault
You could loose love
Sulking in “why me”s and alones
At least he can’t leave me here
Hes already gone
This poem had a lot of emotion in it despite how short it was.. i really enjoyed it