I belong between what is And what was meant to be To the best moments that Didn’t last for me to see I am the lost words that Were never found The words said in silence Without a sound I live for the confessions in Mind that were never made, Inside the tomb where the Corpse of our love was laid I belong to the chances that Were never taken In a heart that is aching and A mind that is broken I live to please the ghost of Lost lovers Writing poetry in questions To get some answers I belong to the glares that Were never stolen The promises that were Meant to be broken .
Sometimes life comes around and it knocks you down,but you just have to get back up when it knocks you down. Remember, you are a mixture of emotions,so get enough water,sunlight and love for your growth.