Walking barefoot on the sand of our memories,
Trying to feel every grain lying on the ground for remedies.
Smiling even when the sharp stones prick me,
Only blurry darkness that i could see.
The winds all dry and cold that are blowing,
But instead in my heart it's just endlessly snowing.
It's the labyrinth I'm stuck in,
With your voice piercing my skin.
It hurts every second and every minute,
And I'm trying not to cross any limit.
Just want to bring you here right now,
But i can't figure out how.
And just like the grains of sand,
Everything is slipping away from my hands.
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Author's Note
So idk if y'all made out what does this symbolises for. If you do then it's great but if y'all want to know then you can surely tell me and I'll put and explanation sorts of thing.
-vish
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𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐘; 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲
PoetryIg for me poetry and writing is the way to express my heart and soul which can't always be done verbally. It's my first time writing some and I'm hoping that I'll be able to express myself to y'all through this. Warning: Some poems contain suicida...
