We hear our heart the most
When our mind is silent.
When earth is asleep,
When everything that moves,
Pause for a while.
Just to give way for a running teardrops.
When sight is almost useless
'Cause we see things through emotions
When we don't understand a word
But it still make sense.
And we ask the universe who's at fault
Yet there's no answer
But we stop
And we think
Then we accept
That sometimes we have to let all this feelings to come in and fill every tissues of our body, every chambers of our heart, every pathways until we suffocate
And beg for an air
And beg for a life.
And then we'll start living.
But that doesn't mean we're alive
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EROS-ALGOS-LOGOS
Poetry"when you left i didn't bleed but my ink does. thank you for turning this lover into a writer." ----- This is a collection of words and poetry. I'm using the daily splice collage of Adam Hale. All credits to this wonderful artist.
