• thepoetwithparodies 45w


    In poetry,
    I find my lost self
    A wanderer lonesome wolf
    Who's lost deep in the winds 
    Of my own thoughts.

    In poetry,
    I find painful memories 
    And solitude forests
    Where I wrestle with 
    The nightmares in the shadows.

    In poetry,
    I find a peaceful place
    Where I can rest my head and
    Lay by the oceans and get
    Lost with the flow of the waves.

    In poetry,
    Sometimes I just get 
    Lost in between and 
    Not be able to find my
    Way back home from
    Tranquility and solitude.