Its at this time
When the sky looks black purple and grey
Reminding me of the wizard of oz
But I'm not hoping for a storm
Content with a gentle breeze
Letting me know you're there
Looking for the moon
Praying
Everyone will make it to peace
It reminds me of the nights
Few as they were
When I and 3 other copies of me
Got into the car
Late
And I thought
We were leaving she was taking us away from this
Running away
I am burdened by my choices
My past
My being
This is how I was molded
I don't want that anymore
The nights plagued
Thinking it was all my fault
I'd ruined her life
What could have been for her?
Nice men with kindled hearts
A ring with no fear
A white dress
A house that smiled blue
And a beard that took the shape of a wrap around porch
She gave me everything
The guilt I feel
Will always be there
My only true wish
Is happiness
But I never said who it was for....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem