i promise you,
i tried my best.
i wanted you to see
the hidden parts of my soul,
the untouched,
and the repaired parts of my heart.
my whole body
i trusted you
am i beautiful?
with all the demons inside,
all the scars and darkness,
the monsters kept at bay,
the ghosts of lost memories
and the ones who left too early?
i tried my best,
i promise you.
am i not good enough for you?
YOU ARE READING
You hold my heart (still)
Poetryour little mythology A collection of short poems and prose I've been working on these for the last two years, and finally felt good enough to collect, rewrite and edit it, so here we go. I'm finally done. And moved on. New chapter coming.
