The Space
An hour or two,
Can't get over you.
Messed up like a child,
Coz' life has a tough ride.
Trapped and stuck,
Couldn't see a way out.
Not beyond neither lack,
Directions have no route.
Terrified to face it on my own,
Pain left even in my smallest bone.
Time can heal the wound,
But I wonder which one.
Hope to see you again soon,
Before it's too late.
I'll be under the moon,
Stand still and wait.
Copyright © Jose Ryan Panes | Year Posted 2020
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