Bravest Wish
I think
The bravest wish your lips might utter
Is for more days beneath this sky,
On birthdays, it's effortless—
They fall like sweet caramel
From loved ones' gentle lips.
But what of the days that aren't birthdays,
When life feels like lying under a train,
Every chapter a labyrinth of trials?
When peace is just a distant echo,
Your heart grapples with its meaning,
And sorrow lingers as a shadowed twin?
Yet somehow, through the weariness,
You grasp at life's fleeting threads,
With hollow eyes and a mournful cry,
And with a fractured spirit, you declare,
"I wish to linger here a bit longer
nafs penxx
YOU ARE READING
underneath her spoken words
PuisiUnderneath her spoken words There are stories to be told, voices unrevealed, pain hidden, feelings unspoken, underneath her spoken words There are alot more than just spoken words.
