A Nice poetry By My Friend

"Am running in a torrid full of lust
Its the poach of you that am trying to reach out in the Rust
What could i do if I have no one to trust?

SO PLEASE DESTROY THE PRESAGE IN ME

Am so deserted that i can’t subsist
The desire of you is what i can’t resist
I was forlorn before I met you

SO PLEASE DESTROY THE PRESAGE IN ME

Ive begun to be a someone that i hated the most
Just guide my life to a peaceful coast
In search of heaven ive become a comatose

SO PLEASE DESTROY THE PRESAGE IN ME