The wine of my body
I put it on my forehead
Like it was Ash Wednesday
I feel like eternity, hope you forgive me
For what I'm gonna do is something I will regret to my death
Toxicity is my family
It is running in my veins
That's why it's needed to be free
It will sink the thought of not wanting to be free
I know, I know there's always a catch to pay
But does it make a difference if I want to lay
I have memories in the past
That I ignore like a ghost
Because I'm not ready to host
What are to be post
I used it maybe to feel better sometimes
If I'm ready to die, no one really matters sometimes
But it's easy to lie when you are sad all the times
No one really gets you even if, they're the ones who tied your shoes
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THE CLOUDWALKER
Puisi𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑 (𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗖𝗜𝗧) - Living in my own words is better than to suffer your world. "THE CLOUDWALKER" is a collection of poems about the feeling of not belonging to the world, feeling of being trapped in the past, presen...
