Oh yeah, yet another poem! :P
This is something special, better than I have written and i's from my book again, and that's the only reason why I really hope that you enjoy it; it's important to me in any way possible. ;)
Enjoy! :)
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SOMETIMES I FIND
Sometimes I find myself thinking, sometimes just dreaming;
dreaming of what could be a perfect reality.
Sometimes I find myself giving up, sometimes simply failing;
forgetting who I am today and who I am supposed to be.
Sometimes I find myself asking questions, sometimes just answering them myself;
to think that I know them well and know how to respond.
Sometimes I find myself drawing, sometimes just writing a truth;
believing in things, not even knowing what they are after all.
Sometimes I find myself listening to, sometimes just talking;
knowing everything that is, without having to believe in others.
Sometimes I find myself in the middle of the sea, sometimes in the deep forest;
forgetting what my life could be in the city.
~ "A life which I am now being held as a prisoner, who has lived for years a criminal life, as the victim, who do not do anything except dreaming."
~ "Because I'm a day dreamer, in the most literal sense, the best sense." ~
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PoetryI could never find proper words To tell you how much I miss you And all the little things you had; First, the way you saw this world Through your sad ocean eyes. PS! In this collection, I touch on many serious topics like suicide, death, grief, trau...
