The awkwardness arose as we both stood onto this empty classroom
Yet the worst part is every night, I laugh alone in my bedroom
Your words, actions or whatsoever were different
The flow of the piece is hard to stop its currentThey say words were powerful
Yet my words can only be faithful
Because my actions for now are hard to fight
And I don't know if I can bring you a deserving lightBefore I jumped into the next page
Let me tell you first how you let me get out of this cage
And i swear this to myself tightly like a belt
That you'll be the last person to experience the writings of what I feltI don't know if this is worth my time and effort
For the love I had might let myself hurt
Yet I'm sure that I never regret giving you a well deserving love
And I've kept my words from above-Ysaleyi

YOU ARE READING
Scribbles In The Glow Of You
PoetryLaughs echoed through the noisy room With each new story, both fake and loud; Though this chattering swirls, I hold my ground, In our shared jokes, they don't know the bond. -Ysaleyi