The Wrong Way. Poem by Moxie De Lucky

The feelings i catch at the saddle
When i'm hungry and no more cuddle
The sense of loneliness in the eyes of shadow
In a very wrong way far from cradle
Kissing my own lips in the trust of my shadow
Hugging the memories that made me widow
Following the right trails in the wrong way of my shadow.

Its good to be here if can't remember the past
Eating and dancing with Clans of heist
Because people can't go, So I can't go first
At the midst of stranger's crowd, i'm the cornet
seem familiar but deep inside the truth, i'm lost
And sometimes i think about my favorite coast
Before these people had my brain around their waist

Now i can't let you call my old name
Because i'm weaken and never the same
During the supper in here, it feels like a real home
Like a really home before the bills time
But what if life is just a false game
A game that trapped me a thousand miles away from home
We both know that we've lost, but still we can't go back home.