Why would someone care if I stopped playing the game?
They care because they play with you and you are an important piece of the game...
Yeah, but why I have to be HER?
She completes you. You're her half soul.
That doesn't mean she has to kill me...
In order to be fine...she has.
No!
No one will hear you dear.
Leave me!
The silence filled my mind. But in the distance you could tell and hear the words.
Never!
And like that I was forgotten.
September 25, 2013
For myself
YOU ARE READING
Three souls of mine
PoetrySo I'm basically writing this sort of poems based on my emotions and daily life. To help some of the readers understand what they are feeling. If any of you need advices or anything don't mind to ask.
