The first moment you open your eyes it is a new day. From the past we hang on to it like we are griping for our lives. "They say the past is what makes us who we are "but, the past is what leads us to our distruction we are vessels for pain, love, hate, and when we liger in the past our inner self starts to deteriorate and we become some thing that is not our selfs. We wake up every day in this world with all its pain suffering and we find the light the good the love . We go out and find our inner self and make others happy when we are making ourself happy but there's always that moment you are awake up in the dark.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Life lose and passion
PoetryPoems of our feelings and the reality of this world by going deep within your self and expressing it
