Tense Is Mine Life
Heart's broken, chest open, not a single successful surgery 'cause of too many stitches,
Brain's fozen, self state located on death wishes.
The sea keeps vomiting the waters, so is the floody tears that my eyes ditches,
Like a poor little girl on periods, my mood switches.
Tolerance is like fire made of cheap paper, with one blow it is set to be no more as it twitches,
Wrongfully accused as i've done wrong, so feed me to lions and hyenas far side thé deep greenish bushes,
Wanting to pursue cheerfulness but from depression is where I get the virtuous kisses.
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe serenity I wish to go for yet anxiety is what my soul reminisces.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
I, LONER FELL INLOVE WITH WORDS
ŞiirThis is a poem book from a young aspiring writer that wishes to engage with people through his poetry. He goes by the name of Lonedawq_reminiscer as a writer.
