- The damages within me ooze out
from the cracks on my soul,
like a tsunami- lunging and destroying.
But this time,
they are not met with the lands of destruction
but
a shore to crash on blissfully.
YOU ARE READING
This simple, complicated life.
PoésieA collection of poems that I wrote when thoughts overwhelmed me.
Damages.
- The damages within me ooze out
from the cracks on my soul,
like a tsunami- lunging and destroying.
But this time,
they are not met with the lands of destruction
but
a shore to crash on blissfully.