If I am to be forgotten,
Than I am truly free.
How am I meant to be a peace,
If no one can let me go.
I
f I am to die tonight,
Than let my soul wonder any road it deems.
Because how am I to find my testing place,
If I am bound to a cold and lifeless stone.
I
f I do not survive,
Don't shed any tears and say I'll be missed.Sit, remember and drink,
Not to what could have but to what has.
R
emember that it was time to go,
And that I love you all dearly.
Don't try and join me,
Because your day will come one day.
U
ntil then,
Don't lose interest in my kisses of rain. And my hugs of motivation I send you at night.
YOU ARE READING
Broken Yet Poetic.
PoesieA book of poems that I have written and will eventually edit. I have written some of these, when I was at my lowest. And I hope that they might help and appease those who have the courage and motivation to read them. I will add more, when I get insp...
