my friends keep asking me why i no longer write poems
i told them my mind got stuck
but they doesn't know
i write poems only when i feel sad,
i write poems only when i feel so empty,
i write poems only when tears streaming down my cheeks
now that you are here, how can i do that anymore?
i'm no longer feeling sad, because you are here to cheer me up
i'm no longer feeling empty, because you are always here to listen to my shit
i'm no longer cried, because your gentle hands will always here to hold me
your presence is like a medicine to me
so, i wish you could stay
because for the first time in my life,
i'm not afraid to walk over this cruel world anymore
6/10/19
YOU ARE READING
well, this is me trying to speak my mind
Poetry"How odd I can have all this inside me and to you it's just words." - David Foster Wallace.
