'don't lose yourself',
they say,
but I feel like I already did,
I still paint,
still write,
still speak,
still read,
but I think I lost at least a part of me,
the stable part,
the stronger one,
replaced by a void,
that leaves space for uncertainty,
anxiety,
panic,
a lingering silence,
that's tainted by sadness
YOU ARE READING
an attempt at poetry
PoetrySincerely, just an attempt at poetry in which I try to put into words all the thoughts that rush through my mind! I really hope you enjoy <3 ps. English is not my first language so pleaaasee keep that in mind, I take any suggestions you may have
