Literature
Missing-poem
Trapped into an endless dark horizon,
The midnight sky is my new home,
As I walk the path of continuous sorrow and regret I look up into the cool sky,
A piece of me is missing,
But which one?
My memories fade as I continue to walk the path of darkness,
A path not to be walked by a mere mortal such as myself,
I finally realize what piece is missing,
Im missing you
Sometimes I often wonder if youre missing me or if its just another illusion to the human eye,
Which ever the case is Ill always love you