A short poem this time. Maybe a bit different from my other work, but I hope you all will enjoy! I wrote it during my break at work, so it's possible that it's not all that good (:
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The past,
is a nightmare,
it haunts me at night.
The demons whisper,
About terror and fright.
I lie in my bed,
praying they leave,
but even when the morning comes,
there is no relieve.
Life considers ups,
and downs,
smiles,
and frowns,
but the past will never let me go.
STAI LEGGENDO
This is real, this is me
PoesiaMy name is Kyran Byrne. I am not a poet and I am not trying to be one. I have simply always been better at expressing my feelings through written words, then when trying to speak them out loud. I am coping with a lot of problems and I am not expec...
