After everything
It will always be there
I thought, it will be, gone
But after skipping days
It's there, pained, permanently
I move, I step, little one, or a jump
But it's tattooed in my soul
Decades of my lifeless body
Felt the sever pain
I never knew existed
To a person who is
High tolerance with pain
The flashbacks
Like they're in-front of me
Again, battling with my utmost
I will surely win
Not tonight, nor tomorrow
But there's a lot of tomorrow
It will never end
I will hold until I reach it again
YOU ARE READING
Timely sea waves
PoetryI, needed an outlet to reduce some storage of my thoughts. They are raw and ugly. Compilation of random poems.
