I want to remove the feeling of shame
I want to rip apart from time the moment I chose to dare do it
I want to forget why I even initiated it
You, my inner me, want me to have courage to have faith in me ...
I hate this feeling of hopelessness so much , I hate that it breaks to me the fact that I can't do it.
I can't make it alive.
Why bother trying then ? What's it in me that always shoves the rational part away?
When knowing full well where my responsibilities lie , when knowing where my success really lies.
When knowing that I can't even remember without making mistakes.
What tells me , that I will win ? Is it my gut feeling ?
Or just really a desperate hope ?
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Pensée Of Anemones
الشعرA collection of Poetry I hide from my outside world and tell you unjudging strangers
