I'm ready. I told myself. Finally. Was I really? Emotions flowed through my whole body like electricity but I chose to ignore it, bottle them up and lock it away because I did not want my final word to dissolve with the blood and tears and flow away again like it always do.
Aftermath of the war left so many dead bodies everywhere, dust covering up the air and the silent eerie vibrations making me go numb but, SNAP OUT OF IT and tighten this glass bottle do not let it leak. But, when I randomly visit his mind per usual, it started to shatter into a million pieces... what's resonating in my mind is what have I done? ~~~
Might cross our ways again someday is in a little corner of my mind still...
A/N: The grand end of us finally came to the show and this venting piece was born on October 4th of 2023
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A FRAGMENT OF FOREVER | Poetry
PoetryThe journey of me and my first ever muse made in poetry version through love and loss making it to a fragment of our "forever" (The first few poems can be too basic and less poetic since it's my first time writing poems)
