A person worth knowing

When I met him, he was somehow a living dead,

You could see sadness in his eye without words being said.

Yet, he would smile for pictures instead,

I knew a person who was a living dead.

Then months passed by and sadness slowly sucked my soul,

He was living though, not dead anymore.

When depression shadowed my life and tore it apart,

He showed me the path to a new start.

Yet he asked for nothing, for he knew,

In his sadness I would be there too.

Maybe mistakes aren’t so disastrous at all,

You get to meet people who helps you get up when you fall.


3 Comments Add yours

  1. Bomge Tao says:

    Beautiful words….

    1. curtismeg says:

      It is for you bro😊❤

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