I drowned in your words
In a sense of meaning
That I wouldn't discover
Something that I would never understand
When you told me those things
I counted all your beauty marks
That had been replaced with scars
And worries and wonders
YOU ARE READING
A Mess Of Words
ŞiirI tried to make sense of it all. But I've always failed to come up with an answer. So I sat at my desk for hours. Figuring out how to write it all down. In a way where I only knew. The understanding of my perspective.
