you are a fraud
using others to your advantage
meanwhile complaining when others do the same
asking for better
yet killing off the good
Only leaving room for the bad
what is it you want?
I can't tell the difference between pain and peace anymore
Both leave a sour taste in my mouth
and leave me feeling less than full
nothing can satisfy me
I was meant to be doomed- terrible fate
YOU ARE READING
surviving the storm
ŞiirA collection of poems meant to soothe and release the pain from the rainy days