DIRTY SHORE

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Emotions I have been bottling up and throwing away
Are piling up in my shore, breaking one by one
On its own, blasting my heart at midnight
I whispered "I don't think I would find a home again"
Fighting my inner demons not to lay my eyes
On our pictures I still have like freshly plucked tulips






A/N: No matter what happened between us in the end, I don't think I'd fall for someone else as hard as I fell for you. The emotions I've been avoiding are showing up little by little but lord I could never delete the fresh memories of us so this piece was born on a random night curling up in a corner of my room with my notebook and endless tears on 18th of February 2024.

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