Words are Immortal,
So are the memories,
Memories are the moments we make in life,
It either a dream or a nightmare,
It magical or a curse,
It a remedy or a cause of death,
Sometimes it better to lose them,
Then to dwell in them,
It up to the soul,
Not the heart nor brain,
It's complicated yet easy,
It a mess yet it a masterpiece,
It in darkness yet ethereal,
It as simple as drawing a line,
It everywhere yet nowhere,
It between the sky and land,
It is dry yet wet,
It a boundary,
The red door,
It's memories,
Memories are eternal.
YOU ARE READING
Fraud Emotion.
PoetryIt's just phrases, nothing further or lighter, they just delude.
