Here we are.
After long time
long fight
Might you like to hear my side?
Many things and
less words through the right
Do make it easier to fight.
Idk how I'm breathing..
my heart'll never stop beating
because, I'm here still seeking.
Isn't it funny that you still try to play,
even after passed May?
The beating the cheating, the screaming
will never forgive the scars I'm seeing.
So my eyes are following the lines
YOU'VE built and not me
The only thing I did was talk to a tree.
Eunoia; beautiful thinking
Is it's name,
cuz yours is a shame.
YOU ARE READING
EUNOIA -the poem diary
Poetryenoia- beautiful thinking, a well mind. the poem diary, that I am writing with all topics that I get to feel throughout the days. topics from love, to happiness, to abuse, infant loss and many others. thank you for reading my little diary:) love l...
