God gave his hardest battles
to his toughest soldiers
So why did he decide that I should be a warrior
Why did he decide that I should wear armour
when all my soul desires is to be a part of
A part of something big
or maybe even small
I just need something
that feels a slightly bit of warm
But who would love a soldier
who is never home
But who would love a soul
that's always been gone
But it makes no sense in my head
Because I give and give but never ever take
And I feel like a warrior
that was never meant to fight
Because you can't throw your sword
when you've hurt someone
you thought you'd never bite
Because you can't cry
every time you try
Because you can't fight
when you can't choose a side
YOU ARE READING
Things I wish I've kept
PuisiThose are all a little poems I wrote. Some of them I was scared to publish and some I couldn't wait to share. I hope you enjoy them and maybe find a piece of yourself in some of them. Stay healthy!<3
