Like the moonlight
You outshine my own darkness of thoughts
The moment I thought this darkness is permanent
Say it again
What did you saw when I am locked in this habitual cycle of giving up
when my convincing excuses hide it all
You still understood my silence.
CZYTASZ
Repetition
PoezjaSometimes a cup of coffee and morning vibes won't work until you get a pinch of reality to be fully aware of ourselves, and what is truly happening outside our living bubble. Let's read one to find which line of this reality hit yours.
