why is it
that I can't seem to be
just be
without questioning
without suspicion
just be
a part of the water
just be
a part of the sky
just be
a part of my own self
not a bleeding fracture
not a wasted idea
not a blurry line
in my own book
just be
loved
cured
just be in love
with living
not be in agreement
with existing
-g.b.
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Poems at Midnight
PoetryMy moods and thoughts take the shape of poems. Whenever I have coffee, walk down the street, listen to the rain or my favorite song , there is this undeniable voice in my head. It aches, it laughs, it cries and it told me to create. This is for the...
