Left to Write

Left alone
Or left behind
Left from right
Or I am right
To be left
By myself
Destiny calls
I’m no child
No longer
I don’t
Need a trio
To sing me
A love song
This affair
Always been wrong
Trying to make
It right
When I do
I’m always left
With self
These four corners
Of my universe
Are crazy in love
Or am I
Crazy to be
In love this way
Is it okay
I must suggest
If love don’t
Decide to
Live here anymore
I will buy it
A Rolls Royce
So amazingly
In style
It could drive out
This deep pain
I could live
With my problem
Of love doubts


By Deon Souldier Ballard

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