ᴡᴏʀᴅs
ᴛʜɪs ᴘᴏᴇᴍ ɪs ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ᴇғғᴇᴄᴛs ᴏғ ᴡᴏʀᴅs. ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴛᴇᴀʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪғᴇ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ʙʀɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ. ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ sᴜғғᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ғᴀʟʟ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴɪǫᴜᴇ ᴡᴀʏs ᴏғ ᴡᴏʀᴅs.
ᴛʜɪs ᴘᴏᴇᴍ ɪs ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ᴇғғᴇᴄᴛs ᴏғ ᴡᴏʀᴅs. ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴛᴇᴀʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪғᴇ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ʙʀɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ. ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ sᴜғғᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ғᴀʟʟ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴɪǫᴜᴇ ᴡᴀʏs ᴏғ ᴡᴏʀᴅs.
─ we all have unspoken thoughts and feelings; those are the precious pieces of our heart and soul but as we hold onto them, this is where I told mine. [ A collection of poems. ] © MsFirelights_ | 2019 ─ ♡ ─
people write about things that do not happen. they will romanticize this world in hopes of filling themselves up. they write like their words are food. but i have always written to empty myself completely. i will romanticize feeling nothing. june 1st 2018- august 16th 2018 thank you, @blushingbieber, for the wonde...