Violent waves of thoughts always keep me up
It wants me to be drowned
To be blown into the depths of the ocean
And to not exist.
But the whisper of the winds is my commander
It's breeze would slap my face with it's anger
It wants me to breath, to survive and be a fighter
Simple word, it makes me one of those survivor.
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The Waves of Feelings
PoetryViolent waves of thoughts always keep me up It wants me to be drowned To be blown into the depths of the ocean And to not exist.
