My Confession

1 0 0
                                    

Poetry is what my heart feels.
It's messy.
Confusing,
If you don't understand it,
Well that's alright, most won't.
My heart may not make much sense.
And my mind will fail to decipher the feelings.
I will feel lost,
That's alright I usually do.

Who am I kidding?
I AM lost, but that's alright.
Even being lost at least I get to enjoy the view.

LaKia Decker

You've reached the end of published parts.

⏰ Last updated: Oct 28, 2019 ⏰

Add this story to your Library to get notified about new parts!

Letters Of The HeartWhere stories live. Discover now