The second my playlist of your music ended
The story I was reading ended saying
We are the voices of the dead
I don't know what emotions should spill from my heart to this poem right now
I don't know what feelings my heart should be beating with right now
I don't know what sorrow my soul should be living with right now
Are you telling me to stop being sad and to instead live my life for you?
And that you'll live your life through me?
Do you want me to be the vessel you live through?
Long Live Jahseh
𝑆𝑖𝑥-𝐸𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑛-𝑇𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑦𝑇𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑦🤍🕊
YOU ARE READING
The Black Rose
PoetryJust some poems that I've wrote myself😊The first chapter has a better description🙂
