I wish I can go somewhere without no one around,
But then I'll be again alone.
But it's ok,
At last I would know that I'm lonely
And I would expect no one to come.
I wish I could hide from these people that are staring at me,
Like hungry hyenas,
Trying to consume my flesh and bone,
Biting my soul,
At the place that hurts the most.
You made me bleeding,
Are you happy now ?
Making me suffer is it making you stronger?
Making my life a disaster
Won't give you peace.
Stop bullying me
I don't deserve this.
CZYTASZ
Hopeless wanderer
PoezjaThey asked me : do you write poetry or poems ? I write what I feel, I don't know if that's a poetry or a poem, a quote or just a text. I write what I feel and never regret for expressing my feelings and my pain. I should be less sensitive and emo...
