Her diary on the drawer next to her bed told stories she wrote
It was always there for her to write down her pain
As if ink on paper helped it go away
She pressed it so many times hard onto the blank space
It told the stories she never told
Tales she never got to live
Words she never spoke out loud
Thoughts being kept locked away in her mind
She creates a world for her own little kid inside her
Maybe those words lead her to getting lost in them
As if she's locked in a labyrinth
Walls made by her own dreaming
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Nothing But Thoughts
PoesiaWhere do our thoughts go if we don't write them down? They get lost. This is a selection of some poems that I wrote when I felt the urge to write them down before I forget what I thought of. Enjoy reading 🌙✨
