I wish if I wrote the same way how I think
If words came easly without getting stuck
If words came alone without tears
If words didn't drown my head , didn't suffocate me
I wish if I was able to bleed letters on papers
If I was able to throw up all what I feel
Till I pass away
Till they keep quiet
I'd have wrote myself into nervous breakdowns
With a gliterry pen
His ink is my blood
A part of me that've seen it all
A part of me that've touched my heart
I'm sure that he got an idea about what proper words to use
Better than what any pen could ever know..
YOU ARE READING
lost between the lips of emotions✨
PoetryI'm bad with beginnings , introductions and endings I'm everything stuck in the middle I'm the part where people cry the most in the movies I'm a twenty years old crisis I'm the middle of a mess with words stuck in her throat tryinna free them in h...
