On the days like this,
I am the house &
the ghost,
responsible for my
own haunting
My brain is a revolver
with "Am I good enough ?"
in every chamber.
So I turn into a factory that
only makes the word '' yes ''
And I say it until I can easily
mistake it for the truth.
But ,my voice shakes;
And the answer still sounds
like a question.
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PoetryHello everyone ! These are the poems that I write in my free time .. Hope you like it :) #firstattempt! Voilà🎈
