Letters Written By My Bed
Poem By Bianca BCT
The questions in my head, letters written by my bed
You said it was my fault, I said of course
And I asked, what happened to me?
I just wanted to be free
And you said, what happened to us?
I just wanted to forget the past
Does someone know you like I do?
Your light and your dark too?
Your insecurities and your fears
With the ones you have to deal
All the memories we had together
The air has taken them like they were a feather