All I ever wanted was help.
Nobody saw,
therefore nobody came.
What was left?
the void of a star,
burning in flames.
Was I the dame?
the dame in distress?
No. I rather appeared,
from an inevitable mess.
Being desperate for victory
did not lead my path to glory.
Standing in the heat.
I was facing defeat.
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my life in poetry :)
Poesíaour feelings are valid. whatever they are. writing has pacified me through difficult situations and I express them through poetry in here. hope you enjoy this collection of mine as much as I do. much love, liora charles
