How much pain a human being cand hadle?
How many times do you have to live to understand the essential?
Death lives among us,
silence as the night,
Mysterious as the moon,
devasting as the love.
Life isn't life without death,
she is the essential,
the one which after your long wait, makes you understand the meaning of ypur exiatence
more than it might have done her sister life,
deceiving you with her lies,
remembering you that love isn't a game to play alone.
YOU ARE READING
The deepest part of me.
PuisiA collection of poems and thoughts that I'll post when I'm inspired to post. they are completely written by me. It describes what i feel and what i see and it's a way of expressing my deepest emotions. it talks about love,death,life,people,feelings...
