So lost,
In my own mind,
In my own dreams,
Filled with your lies,
My blood,
And her laughter.
YOU ARE READING
Dust of the untold
ŞiirYet another poem collection, Ready to be free, Words written down by a stranger, Some scars you just got to see. A collection of hearts, A bucket of sorrow, A box of pain and my deepest thoughts. These are untold stories, From a closed soul, and a c...
