I fucking can't believe
I trusted you again...
How many restless nights must pass
how many miles must I ride...
Where did i mess up......
I did everything you asked of me...
Dreary, the little girls room was,
Trembling and frightened she cried...
Burnt spoons
Scandalous fools...
Here I am,
Alone once more...
-Found this poem, thought it was so funny. Comment...
Of loving beauty you float with grace...