Poezja

thinking of the moment
makes me mourn.
feels like demonz spread on earth
and angelz have flown.
memories reminding me of you.
making me feel that once i used to be all yourz
but the moment had to come.
one day or the other
i know my decision of this moment was wrong.
i know i hurted both you and myself
brought pain to both you and me.
but believe i never wanted it to happen
just the circumstances brought me here.