Doesn't it mean anything
doesn't it count for anything
that I tried so hard
that even I tried once
when I'm again thrown back
from the sky to the ground,
through the cracks,
Into the blissful oblivion
where I can't be found
I wish that nobody finds me
because I don't want to continue
'cause I will again have to say
that I am fine . . .
YOU ARE READING
Life Of Your Butterfly
PoetryIt's a collection of poems in chronological order I wrote when I was going through a dark time in my life. It is about my break up with my best friend and how much it shook me and made me question my own being while already going through a hard tim...
