Maybe a bit bittersweet? Enjoy:
Broken beyond repair,
At my broken parts I stare
Tears rolling down,
Someone approaches
Without a sound.
They hold my hand
And for the first time
I can't help but smile
(Around 26th of November)
YOU ARE READING
The Lost Dreams of a Broken Poet
Short StoryA collection of poems and short stories I write when I'm bored. Most of the themes are sad, so I hope that, in a hundred years when I'm long dead, students read them as part of their Literature lessons. XD ⚠Major character death in some stories⚠
