Poems From The Depths Of A Scorpio's Soul
Wednesday, February 12, 2020
Disguised Door
In times
Of turmoil
Of pain,
Your door
seems invisible.
For can't
be found.
For leaves
you in despair.
Feeling trapped.
Though,
God says,
Dear child,
For it's alright.
For your
disguised door
is right here,
Awaiting for
your key.
Newer Post
Older Post
Home