• richardagar 23w

    Why is it that you must suffer alone when I'm am but a moment away?
    An adult no more, you lay face down seeking solace from the softness of the bed.
    The many who try to cage you wear you down as water does to sandstone
    They etch there marks as lines across your soul
    But that was years ago and we are now barely friends
    Forgive me and yourself as our good intentions paved a hell of a course.