Is it really happening?
The unexpected things,
Will just come and make your life miserable?
Oh my! Please help myself!
Crying for nothing,
Whispering for something,
Something I couldn't said out loud,
Because it will make me regret in the end.
The inside thoughts of mine,
Is really messed up,
I guess, it's really on me,
Since I experienced it naturally.
That was so funny,
To see myself begging for help,
Help from above not to blame myself,
Because I'm afraid to point out again.
Everytime in deep ocean,
It makes me scared even more,
From the loud noises,
Coming from the bottom.
Asking for help,
To be not stock in the bottom,
I'm afraid to lose my sanity,
As the deep ocean ate my individuality.
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Poetries
PoetryThese are just some of my poetry works. The poetries you'll see are different genres that I made base on my own experiences. I hope you like it. ~Authorlai💜
