I could not hear even just a sound,
But the struggle in my mind and heart.
They are both screaming with different thoughts.
But not even a word can I utter.
Its starting to make me confuse,
and many things in my mind grossed.
And my heart is still filled of fear.
Fear to fall at the wrong person.
And now, Im really confused.
But theres no choice to refuse.
No decision to regret.
Many mem'ries to forget.
I am a stay.
I know my name.
But dont know who;
I really am.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Evening Blues
PoesíaThis was actually not a story its poems and random thoughts. Since I made this poems and random thoughts in evening/early morning/midnight, I titled it, "Evening Blues" haha. I hope you like my poems. Im new in making poems so sorry if theres someth...
