We are forced to want something. Our desires are evil. Why don't we want nothing instead? Do I want something like all ordinary people? I am unusual, my sorrow, my soul. I want to bury my nails in your souls and pull them out like you broke mine. I haven't lost anything, I'm not asking for anything. I'm just looking for peace. Too much unrest has been brought in. I want you? I don't want you, I don't want what you give me. You have nothing to give me but chaos. And I already have chaos. My mind is chaotic enough without you. to me, it doesn't mean to be corrupt. I was just some passerby who wasn't meant to stay there in your life. I hear silence screaming out loud. I hear crying sobbing. I hear night sighing. walk on your toes. Because a step in front of me walks my soul. It feels you. Thoughts m that you should stop being such monsters. The whole human race is like a bottomless pit, full of malice. We don't deserve much, except for the worst.
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Mrs. Winter and Mr. Summer
شِعرThis my story, my way to tell and pour my feelings out.