i never knew sureness
because i've always lived with uncertainty,
and that the only certain and sure thing
is that i'm never gonna get out of this dark hole,
i never knew lifetime
because people always left me
hanging mid air,
i never knew special places
because i've never been anyone's first choice,
i never knew promises
because they were broken in front of me one too many times,
i never knew sureness
because i've always been everyone's maybe,
and i never knew always,
because i've always been everyone's sometimes.
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a hurricane of blues | poetry book 2 ✔
Poetry[ poetry and prose book 2 ] ❝you're so good at comforting others but who's comforting you?❞ a shelf of poems and proses containing the chaos and pain of heartache, loneliness, anger, grief, and sadness. s t a r t e d : f e b r u a r y 2 0 2 1 e n d...
