Poems from Murkajxox
IN A WORLD FULL OF PEOPLE
why do I feel so alone?
With a life so blessed
Why do I feel so poor?
Perhaps poor of happiness
or poor of self...
We sat down on an old brown wooded bench in the pouring rain
He held me tight and he told me to tell him what I was feeling
I told him I...
As I saw her crying, my heart shattered
I asked her what's wrong but all i received was silence
I wanted to hold her, but she was white...