I didn't want to leave the pines
Swore I'd never sleep
Without my beautiful, raging pines
Sighing like the sea
But I left the pines behind
And the tar-stains on my feet
I left my sea-pines sighing behind
And yet I still could sleep
I didn't want to leave my kin
My blood, my flesh, my bones
Swore I'd cry without my kin
To have to love, to hold
But I left my kin behind
The ones who loved me so
I left my kinfolk missing me
And yet, my tears ran dry
I didn't want to leave this world
Swore I'd be out of place
Not good enough, not great enough
To merit such a grace
But I left this world, I left behind
This vale of sin and sorrow
i left the shadows wailing behind
And yet i found my place
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Who I Am; A Poetry Collection
شِعرPoetry that reflects my life and soul. Also has my thoughts on various things, and poems about my crushes, and shouldn't be super depressing. (Shocking for a book of poetry on Wattpad, right?) Turns out you don't have to be suicidal to write poetry.
