"I sit by my side, talking to the moon"
Just like it says,
Whenever i couldn't breathe,
I sit by myself talking to myself,
To my five years asking
What would've she done
If she was me, i was her,
All she said is, i might play forgetting the world,
I shrugged the thought,
Deciding to ask my 40 year old,
What would've you wish i do now,
She said, ask your heart, deep down u know the best,
Smiling to myself, with a deep intake of oxygen,
I knew what I should do. Yes I will do.
©TC
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Fly Away
Poetry"Besides the cruelty of the world, I always tend to find the bright, Light amongst the darkness to fight, let me go through it boldly just to find" Hello there! I'm TC, an aspiring writer. I'm someone who let my anger out using words and everything...
