there are poems
that were so poetically written,
to the point that they don’t make sense
anymore to the minds that can’t
understand.
and as much as i’d like to
consider myself as one,
i feel like it’ll be an insult
to literature,
for the truth is that,
i am just a mere
contradicting lines that bear
no meaning at all.
YOU ARE READING
Found This Book Somewhere In The Forest
Poetry"Talk to my soul later midnight, when the moon's at its peak. That's the only way of communication that I know, because my physical lips will stutter if I told you about how I want to tear my human skin apart and go out."
