Poezja

I’m still wondering how
How did I reach here?
Yet trying to know why
Why I have to be here?

Then I got you on my mind
You were always there behind
Showing me the correct stand
You were holding my hand.

But nothing stays the same
So the things have changed
I left you with the passing time
Now, I’m not getting the life’s rhyme.

Your memories have that power
To let me out from this dark
And yet somehow I rely on you
It’s something I never want to lose.