May 2018
Too many shattered Mirrors
Mirroring my sins.
Too many walls
Hindering my wings.
My growth remains
still
as silence Kills.
How do you love the
Unloved?
Mirroring my sins.
Too many walls
Hindering my wings.
My growth remains
still
as silence Kills.
How do you love the
Unloved?
I was never a writer
I was just some poet
Who seek some
understanding in my
understatement @pax
at times I feel so tired...
thanks to those who still read me..
I was just some poet
Who seek some
understanding in my
understatement @pax
at times I feel so tired...
thanks to those who still read me..
