Saying hello too a new face online,
long nights and late callings.
Sharing the mixed traits, both churning
in the stomachs of the good and the bad.

Tears a sheading down pale gloomy
faces awakening
the stricked darkness.
Blue eyes;
powederd skin, broken hearts torn,
divided & ruptured within.

The stabbing notification of how i now feel
im sorry for what i did to you,
the pain you said i put you through
& our outburst too.

weed&drinking too things deffinitly regreting
past matters
but im moving on good times have
had to come.

Erin Hanson

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/caring-of-josh/