I desire to wake up not alone,
to be not in a house,
but in a home.
and in this place we call our own,
happiness will dwell
where shadows now roam.
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enigmatic
Poetryen·ig·mat·ic /ˌenəɡˈmadik/ adjective difficult to interpret or understand; mysterious. Just a collection of my shitty writing I like to call poetry. How unfortunate. (I am also rather edgy and depressed here so tw for some people but I promise I'm a...
i desire
I desire to wake up not alone,
to be not in a house,
but in a home.
and in this place we call our own,
happiness will dwell
where shadows now roam.
