My story
I don't write it
When fate tries to
I ended it
The fantasy fairytaleThe story everyone dreams
The beautiful girl and her
Roses
I pruned the treeNow
I say
Go and love yourself
But it's too difficult
Some days I barely exist
On other days I just keep hanging
To the life
I do not have a story
Since I didn't let it go onOh
My regrets and dreams
Hopes and
Shattered self
All these
I don't know
Will I be able to keep going
Or not
I'm just existing
In my blank page of lifeNo story
No tale
Just pages
YOU ARE READING
Serenity Praise
PoesíaHere I paint my bleds and laughs... Seasons of life there you bloom.