I don't understand
Anything in this existance
How have I honed me?
In all the shelves of my cardboard drawer
How have I kept me hidden in there?
Just so nervous to leave it be.
Recognize this air
Heavy and breathless
The fallen birds and floating leaves
Have I always been this clueless?
The thoughts in me are stones and solid
I should have been more cruel
Before being blown to bits
Now pain's the only thing that's flawless.
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Poems Of An Introvert //Poetry//
PuisiGone with the dawn Here my thoughts are layed upon Tales, hidden scares, also disguised happiness Crying out loud cries of souls quitely lying latent ..... Please show ur ❣and support....❤🤗 I'll be writing more cause , As quoted by Robert Frost, ...
