To defy our existence,
In this mundane world,
We need to write
With no fear and rights.
To found our voice
In every song,
We need to cry
With words and tone.
To be drown in our emotions,
Inspite of support groups,
We need to be free
From people we cannot see.
More than wanting to disappear
In between of classes,
I write,
To keep my sanity.
YOU ARE READING
Her unknown letters
PoesiaIn the midst of her saddest days, she didn't cry nor asked for help, she just let her words run through her veins, and paint the poetry she longs to say. My first poetry book.
