It is alright when my mind wanders elsewhere.
But not when my game has ended.
Nor when my tv shows has.
Nor when my friends excuse themselves because they have to go home
Nor when my work shift is over
Nor when i put my phone on the bedside,
Going to sleep
Alone
With my thoughts
Without you
Never when i am here
And you are not.
Then, I stop forgetting
And i am not alright again.
VOUS LISEZ
•My own wrecked mind•
Poésie~Des fois ça va, d'autres non.~ Pensées quotidiennes, remises en doute. Poèmes, textes. Ce qui dompte mes pensées sauvages, les retiens en cage. Peu importe la langue, anglais, français, misère, douleur, apaisement ou bonheur.
