intertwined yet
dark souls
dark paths
cubicles chambers
old cracked bricks
along the corridor,
where i stepped onto
facing every demons,
fake people surrounds
defending myself
for the brightest future
those blood, sweat, and tears
crying, bleeding,
and even losing
struggling might happens
so what are you waiting for?
look ahead,
the brightest sunshine
the brightest moonlight
awaits us
YOU ARE READING
miserably untold
Fantasyㅡ through words ; express feelings ㅡ all written by me #1 in poetry - march 16, 2022 #1 in poem - february 25, 2024
