Fear Crept in again once more .
Vulnerable and Lost ,
Your Heart turns frost .
The Friends you seek,
There is none to speak .
I Yearn to there ,
To see your Heart Tear ,
but there is no Time to Spare,
What a Sad Affair.
I found this poem when I was packing my cabinet.
It was written 4 years ago for someone.
It gives me the creeps when i read it now.
LOLX
