voice

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I've been trying to find my voice for years

I thought it was Bukowski

But that man was in a whining 

grueling pathetic state of mind

Now I'm lost so lost

I need someone who emerged victorious

It can be Ronaldo singing with his foot

It can be a god who has a hand on people 

who are difficult 

Or it be Rumi

The effervesce of centuries of poems

Still relatable

Of all this I'm still trying to be me 

and I think its the child

who was carefree

took his place

ran around

had so many friends 

who loved going outside

scum

naughty

I think that's what real 

the literature, the movies, the anime, poems, songs

are too gloomy otherwise 

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