The full moon is in 10 minutes.
You know what they say :
« Write a letter on a full moon and burn it,
It's a way of letting go anything you don't want anymore. »
I guess so,
Burning pages is a way of destroying it.
Destroying words you pressed on a paper,
With so much soul.
It's a way of saying,
Adíos,
Goodbye
Au revoir
Whatever u wanna say.
It's my way of trying to cut ties
YOU ARE READING
Am Ende gibt es keine. Es gibt nur Hoffnung.
PoetryAm Ende gibt es keine. Es gibt nur Hoffnung. . [In the end there is none. There is only hope.] What to wait from the future, in the end of it all, the void : we are strangers of what would be waiting above us. To understand what we can't, to fill ou...
