I'd rather smile than cry
And walk than stay,
I'm not smart
But I know what's good for me.
We are at the gamble
I might be holding the last card
It might be the alas
But for the record,
I'm broken already.
There's no use of taking a risk
'cause hey, I lost the game already
And leaving without a word
Is my way of saving my pride for the record.
Leaving is not a cowardness
It's the the other way around
Of being tired in staying
And pretending to be okay
As if the world will stop for me.
Life lies
And soon dies
As the same as the tears in my eyes
It'll sooner dries.
°°°
"It's alright to take a rest for all the circumstances you've overcome. Rest. Breath. Give it to yourself 'coz you are hella strong man!"
- 𝒩𝒶𝓀ℯ𝒹 𝒩ℴ𝓉ℯ
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Her PEN (Personal Expressions of No One Sees)
PoetryOne's experiences and thought can be engrave in words. It sights different emotion, expression and an unexplainable feelings that only word can say. But why we want it this way? We write, because we want to; We express, because we are human bound...
