Looks weren’t enough—
I fell for words that lifted me,
Encouragement wrapped in kindness.
But it was only kindness.

So, I smiled and tucked it away,
While my heart quietly bled.

winter knocked at my door
before it could bloom
staring into an abyss
i long for the days old good

deserted like embers from burning firewood
love took a huge rebound
still waiting for it to return
return in the best shade of blue

i saw the gray entering my periphery
the fog  covered my sense of insecurity
thought- the lost is for someone who are “us”
but my story didn’t even began

Choose me,
Use me,
Let me
Take
Your
Troubles
Away.

From here to you I say
Writing is your healing,
Never let it get away.