I wish I never laid eyes on you. I wish that instead of seeing the good in you, I would have seen how muck of a jerk you really were. But that's not who I am, not who I was, and not how it was meant to be.
I really hope, you get to understand and walk with me through this journey of heartbreak, tears, joys, smiles.
These are just short poems, that cover everything the world threw at me even to the point of death.
To all those having despair not knowing what to do ,seeking for solutions
I've been there and I wish you will find what looking for
You may relate to my poems
This is a collection of poetry written in protest to the silence I carry in the real world.
My Lala Land.
Here on I can be myself, marking out the battlefield in ink.
For fellow comrades, who also carry protest of silence in the real world, feel free to unburden your mind here as you wish.
This is our world!.
THE LAND OF LIMBO!!!.