It's a funny thing, watching my emotions go back and forth like a swing. I don't like moving fast, but I don't want to be left in the past. I can't stand the idea of letting go, losing everything I know. It's not fair that I didn't get a choice, like you stole away my voice. I wanna keep what I have now, but how? How am I supposed to keep everything in check when I'm worried that this is gonna be a wreck? You don't understand what I feel, because you just want it to be real. Well real doesn't happen often, but love is easy to get lost in.
Authors Note: Ik I said I'd be back and be writing more, I've had a lot happening lately. There's been a lot of good lately! But also some rough things as well, and between the both I haven't had time or inspiration to write. However, I'm terrified of what's about to happen, so here's a poem about my fear :)
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شِعرhey! I'm not claiming to be a professional writer by any means, but I write poetry sometimes, and I think they're really something. all of these are written by me, so please, if you don't like them, just scroll as I write about very serious, very im...
