Isnt it lovely,
How words seem so simple;
Yet have the biggest meanings.
When all the doubt will cripple,
Into things you've never said.
Its almost like your dreaming.
All you hear is what you want,
But you dont read whats behind.
Later you might dred,
The words that become a sign,
For you to never give up.
You haven't yet reached the end,
Of your fragile tears.
Yet as your fears have grown,
You are distant from your peers.
The words are diffrent,
I wish you'd know.
For you have yet to speak so clear.
Away from this is stone.
Why continue to hold on if all your tears are
known..?
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryPoetry has always completely held me together. It's kind like how you breathe oxygen. It's something I have to do. Poetry is something like oxygen to me. Without it I wouldn't survive. ~ remember love is a crime and I'll do the time for loving what'...
