my heart it sings,
sings out of tune.
days, weeks, years,
pass by unnoticed,
unaffected by circumstances.
whatever happens nothing changes,
we go on like yesterday.
this ache is for nothing,
your ache is useless,
it's for something meaningless.
don't feel this,
don't feel that.
you are stuck and confused,
singing out of tune,
to some twisted melody,
that you can never let out.
YOU ARE READING
feelz
Poetry💫 Hope for the future mixed with frustration, longing, melancholic nostalgia and realization. A whirlwind of feelings or - "feelz". . . 💫 ♡ (I take no credit for the images used, only the lyrics are mine) ♡
