• I struggle to remember,
    those happy days of December.


    I remember holding your hand, just behind the park.

    Lips brushing lips, kissing you in the dark.

    I still had not been healed,

    But to protect you, in my hand my heart I did wield.

    Those times were so fine,

    I really hoped forever you would be mine.


    Then came the day,

    You broke my heart away.

    I didn’t ask for whom, I didn’t ask why?

    I just kept silent as you bid me goodbye.


    Six months have past.

    I fell in love again, but it didn’t last.

    She rejected me, but I didn’t care.

    My reputation had already been stripped of me bare.

    I know I won’t get it back,

    But I still try to attack.


    I try to stay quiet,

    But inside me is a riot.

    Even though I don’t wanna give up now.

    My mind is too tiered to even bow.


    Though in this poem I may sound sad,

    Being left by you has made me glad.

    Cause I know now that in this world kindness still exists,

    All I have to do is stop getting lost in it’s mists.