There's this fear,
Which suddenly dropped dead,
High from a building,
Straight onto my head.
Like a magnet which attracts,
Every opposite thought,
Brokenness was attracted,
By my mind from everything it sought.
And now I'm afraid;
What if this smile that I wear,
Falls down like a rotten leaf,
Tired of the wear and tear?
What if I lose my mind,
And i simply refuse to go through,
The disasters, pain and struggle,
The happiness and comfort too?
What if, my darling,
Every time you look at me,
You find the kind of demon,
I was never, never supposed to be?
~*~
7.09.18
11:03 p.m.
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Love. Lucency. Lassitude.
PoetryL is for love. L is for lucency. L is for lassitude. Poems about love, life and the world at large. 1. Second place in poetry - The Grand Dame awards 2019 🔥 2. Winner of the Creative Minds Awards 2018 (3rd position, poetry) 🔥 3. Honourable me...
