For those who don't understand.
My life is too bland.
I use to be a man full of hope.
Full of enlightenment and ideas: stoked.
But the world had endeavors.
And i has vendettas.
Which left at sea afloat.
Waves buried me.
My thoughts transformed things.
On my ocean I broke.
In sea of my emotions.
No escape or flotation.
Amongst the cradling boat.
Shifting in my heart.
Is a urning to restart.
In hopes that my love wouldn't depart.
But life has plans.
With calamity at hand.
With no poker face to show his tell.
I'm lost at sea.
No land to see.
Nobody to see I'm not well.
YOU ARE READING
Faithful: My Written EP
PoesíaI don't want to dream just to believe, I just want to dream to stay alive.
