Drop by drop
Bit by bit
It won't stop
when you're asleep.
Let your tears
stream down your face.
Hold your fears
in strong embrace.
So if it helps you my baby, cry.
Just please, don't ask this world why
people are cruel, cause once you'll know,
you'll also get bitter and lose your pure soul.
YOU ARE READING
Soul scraps
PoetrySo here I am, at the point of my life where simple story writting isn't enough. I can't tell exactly what will this THING become, but I guess we will see. It will literally be my 'soul scraps' so you will probably find here some sad, melancholic th...
