Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Everything I thought
 Was mine - was you.
 And without you I discovered 
That I only have myself and I,
 I can be fine too.  

I don't have time to think about 
What I already miss,
 I smoke a cigarette to change
 The air and the way I think,
 By the way I breathe...

 Everything I thought I had built burned,
 I look out the window and see my house a ruin,
 But I remember that I am also made of ashes
 And I still live what others have rejected...