You can't tell but you feel it,
I can't tell but I feel it,
I begin to stay awake in the middle of the nights,
Thinking of the time spend with you from delights,
I began to write again, the poetry full of hints,
But it'll fade away when the life's stage will tilt,
And I'll stay the same,
Just the lovers will change,
And I'll remain quiet again,
Cause I fear what lays ahead,
I fear me, and you, you just saw the nicest version of me,
I wese the darker shades of life
Only if you could hold some,
You can hold me for handsome,
What should I do?
Oh those flattering words,
Just never mind, cause they've been already used so much,
Still I flater myself,
Waking through the nights,
Whether you think of with these delights.
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The Mad People's Dorm
Poetry"Mad People's Dorm" is a heartfelt collection of poetry that takes you deep into the emotions and thoughts of someone battling anxiety, betrayal, and inner turmoil. Each poem is a window into a mind that has faced darkness and is striving to find li...
