I sat there thinking,
Who am I ??
no ONE answered...
you are I ...
A voice from nowhere.
I stayed in loneliness,
could breathe the scent
of every human passing by..
I craved for warmth
but got just shiver.
I was just a no one
hope of time also left me ..
bypassing days
I was still sitting at the same
place where I
lost the last scent of mine..
YOU ARE READING
Stranger to myself
PoesíaA dark night with not a sight around. I still felt nothing ,just a dying heart that I think already somewhat dead . I just like a sorrowless soul wandering around in this whole world of mine that was just surrounded by me. Every single person left...
