water in my eyes
pages are torn
my body pricked by a thousand thorns
my heart stays silent
it fears to beat
my mind has a fire
with the heat like of a deadly disease
too weak, too weak, too weak
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts in existence
PoetryThis is not a story but some of my thoughts in form of sorta poems. Hope u like them. The picture used in the cover is mine. I have made the cover myself pls dont copy
