Wandering around in search of a new verse
Tracing the tracks that feel humanely again
Two steps ahead and three steps backward
Maybe reality fills up my vessels with terror
Every time I detangle my covers to face it all
Something drags me back, maybe intuitions
Ashes burning, even though it feels so good
Like fragments of sweet lies piled up inside
Smile across my face, knife inside my chest
Memory of young souls being quietly choked
Tales of kids growing faster than their body
Like noises stifled of screams for humanity
It's consuming my integuments every second
Molested by the pain, arrested by the spirits
Even the thought of trusting the fate is empty
Like jumping off a cliff with no water beneath
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𝐌𝐲 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞'𝐬 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾。
Poesía"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...
