... And maybe,
just maybe,
I am meant to be alone.
Away from the chaos
Away from hurts
Away from fake cares
Away from fake loves
Away from every thing.
Away from the world:
I love that.
YOU ARE READING
To Ease Pain
PoetryShe love, she loves, but she wasn't loved. So sick of loving and loving but ended up hurting. With all the aches she felt, writing was her remedy to be okay. Unsent messages, high hopes, and words of the broken soul- she wrote poems to ease pain...
