An ocean of feelings
remains undiscovered;
dark depths that ache
to be explored.
I always wonder
what the revelation of my feelings would be like...
An emotional journey,
where you will finally understand?
A failed quest,
whose pursuit will shatter my silly desires?
But maybe
my musings aren't supposed to have a voice.
Perhaps,
their place in paper would suffice.
I wonder what you would do
if I hand my secrets to you
or instead of wondering
I can learn to care enough for two.
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The Truths of a Liar
Poetry"She is sane, no matter how trapped she feels; if anything at least she is braver in pretense." All the poems I upload are written by me over the course of a few years (and still going). Highest Rank 1st April, 2018 - #61 (Not an April fool's joke �...
