When I think of you
I think of strength
You do not fear less
Yet you still conquer
I would not describe you as
The victor of many empires
But the victim of many a hidden war
Who still managed to outlive her enemies in the end
Trampled heart
Wilted roses
Yet you still stand
Barely breathing
Looking for distractions
To hide your sadness
YOU ARE READING
letters to you
Poesíathis is a midnight compilation of inner thoughts and half forgotten dreams, letters from my heart to people I know or have yet to meet. this is dedicated to all the living souls that have impacted my life, good and bad. this is for the people in my...
