Moving on.
Big deal. Big scary thing
That's taunting me.
These headaches won't stop until
God knows when - perhaps if I shout loud enough
They'll go away? Leave me alone?
I try to find what I need in someone else.
Try to fill the void with the people I find along the way.
It just won't work, or so it seems. I'm tired , let me take a break.
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Mind of a Wanderess - A Collection of Poems
PoésieThis book is a collection of the poems I write, whenever my muse and my mood tell me to do so. Here, in this book, you can have access to a young woman's thoughts and feelings. /warning: my style is very random, and most of my poems are written in o...
