You hate my teenage angst and I hate your angelic touch
We are two ocean aparts
You hate my rocky waves hitting the shore
Spiralling
Swallowing everything that comes close
I hate your calm breeeze
Your clear
blue water
And you can see the fishes swimming under
I hate how the sun shine on your surface and you turn to a crystal shine
While mine are thunderstorm in the dark nights
-Sya-
YOU ARE READING
Inside My Mind
PoetryRainy days and quiet evening A moment of silence and a taste of sincerity When the days are sinking and you looking for a safe place to hide TW! P.s nothing personal and cover by the amazing @Lucasxx44
