I am an sick person
Who crave for love & care,
Because I go through
That pain that no one can bear.
I don't can even
Cried or shout loud
I carry the tears
When I look up to cloud
Just because I don't speak
It doesn't mean , I am mean ,
It is because of my life is freak
Or because they never teach me
This when I am teen.
Oh darling! I am an sick person
By my body but not with
My heart & soul.
It still shine bright & gold.
But still I need someone to make it whole...
-a.j
CZYTASZ
The Twilight of My Mind
PoezjaThe twilight of my mind is based on emotion writing were the words that were untold had been written through my poetry . To pour our self in another universe to skip the realty...so let's come to my fictional world ... ...
