Expressing myself in words,
Escaping the realities,
Hiding inside the worn pages of books,
Being the real me inside my diary pages,
Letting the ink flow while my hands try to keep up with a world full of words caged inside my mind.
That's what ignites the fire within me,
That's what makes me feel alive.
-Phenyx
YOU ARE READING
The Unsaid
PoetryA Collection of Pain Poetry that I couldn't tell the world but whispered to my pen.
