mijn 2e gedicht geef gerust je mening of kritiek
 

The Graveyard

i saw you at
the darkest place
saw you standing here
a funny feeling of of happiness
that soon would disappear

the feeling of anger
stuffed down my throat
shivering down my spine
dark trees on the road
i just wish you were fine

You're still hiding
behind his grave
oh i wish i could see the face
move on or stay here
but whatever you do
do not disappear

een friend van me heeft kortgeleden zelfmoord gepleegd vandaar....