Alone in a room full of broken stars,
I see nothing but darkness.
As there were no signs of light,
I don't know what to do but just to hug being lost.
In this world full of hatred,
I can't stop but feel devastated.
Life is so suffocating,
I can't help but to start writing.
My world seems to crumble,
Every word i write is like a scramble.
From the shattered stars that i picked,
I think i cannot amend.
Little star alone in ts e dark sky,
I can't help myself but to cry.
In the depths of my thought,
I am now giving up the fight.
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Whispers of My Soul
PoetryThese are some of the poems I wrote in terms of life, love, friends, family. Just entirely about everything out of every heartache I felt. Words that mindlessly, recklessly, carefully, and beautifully written. Read with your eyes, down to your heart...
