thinking.
dreams are fake but sometimes i don't want to live in the real world.
once i could touch the moon but then i wasn't able to see the stars.
every time i reach the sun it explodes.
i don't want to die because i won't want to live.
i have to keep doing things to make me feel alive.
you don't make any sense when i see you as you.
when i felt my soul leave me i was on the brink of life.
masks don't alter my face i can't see through them.
words slip through my mind and i can't ever hold on to them long enough to think things that matter so instead i write them down but they don't make any more sense.
YOU ARE READING
love is like a roller coaster
Şiir𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙪𝙥 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙. the hopeless ramblings of a hopeless romantic. > (completed)
