There was a time, not long ago
Where I knew not, this sorrow.
Before you took me to bed
and began to mess with my head.
How I long for those days,
When I wasn’t in a haze.
I feel I need something new,
But can it be with you?
And now I need to ask,
am I even up to task?
To really move on from this
When I can’t lose your kiss.
Where do I need to go from here?
I am unsure what to fear.
Need to find out who I am.
But you don’t seem to give a damn.
The above is my first attempt at poetry in a very long time. This was originally part of lyrics to a song I wrote. By removing the chorus, I am left with what you read above.
The Motley Experience 