Cannot think anything more
About myself anymore
Thoughts are all about you
Like the ink of my tattoos
Please leave me I'm no good
I'm just a loner, as it should.
Nothing else that you can do
On the ink of your tattoo.
I'm a maniac driven to insanity
No one could ever love me
for the way that I have been
but you'll stay like the tats on my skin
YOU ARE READING
the far side | poetry
Poetrydon't know what is wrong with me i feel gone i'm so reckless - a collection of poetry from the perspective of a madman
