my soul became shattered
through all these years
now the only thing i can hear is the voice in my head
look what i'm up to
to do with my pain
all the glass what came from me, i called blue birds
my heart is swollen from the past i had
and i know i can do nothing with that
sometimes i ask my shattered soul about the pain she suffers so greatly
is there a light, a somebody who can save me?
cause i'm tired of routine when i wake up early
and do this all on and on again till something breaks me
i'm just shattered
but no one ask if i'm ok
but i know i'm fine
i had to be for my own self
~~~HAGISYA~~~
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SOUL TRIP TO NOWHERE
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