sixolile - Hello Poetry

sixolile

sixolile

31/NB In the solace of my recluse.

love loving person body perfect beauty beautiful excitement best smile loud emptiness life ends pain thoughts eyes tonight broken meet meaning wrong things met feeling good whine sense voice hold find time laying lips hurts day loneliness wanted joy romance blame push face sees left mind sleep loved cold single parts recluse placement feelings hoping people short agony knew longer feels sins unable turn kiss hands tears struggle losing worthlessness heard will save wake thing sound strength rubbing return happy grew great full pleasure empty breaking overwhelms touch accustomed dreams exist storm flawed forever moon countlessly defeat air going habits living imperfect endless understood night chest hear affection inadequate insecurities yearning wholly smiling finally cry feel uncertainty accepted worth laughter long strangers mirror nights happiness sentence misery idea stay worse image skin future places concealed experiences darkness gaze young pieces needed personality unique mad peace express cosmic difficult complete interest