Following the trails and tracing the sound
The rustling leaves moved to give a sign
Doors hidden in areas unknown, too deep
Maybe the woods held a secret with it
But the depth always limits my curiosity
Like echoes disappearing in the hallways
And I don't know if I can snap out of it
Neither do I know if I really want to leave
Everytime a tear says goodbye to my eye
Adrenaline drugs every corner of my veins
And maybe I do like the demons around me
When they scare me and I don't fall asleep
Maybe I crave the fear intoxicating my lungs
When the oxygen would refuse to slip inside
And I don't know why I want to stay lured
After the pain, this feels like home I behold
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𝐌𝐲 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞'𝐬 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾。
Poésie"My Smile's Crumbling" is a poignant collection weaving threads of melancholy and fragility. Each poem delves into the weak architecture of the human spirit, exploring moments of fracture. Through verses that influence raw emotion, it navigates the...
