Jan 2019
enchanted
just like mantras
these words
swam into my mind
slithered through like a basilisk
what a spellbound
did I listen?
did I hear?
did I absorb?
gotta heart
this art of losing hope
giving up
getting on
stronger or
weaker
than yesterday
tread my walk
I abandoned this thought
not looking back
for all I know
I'll never be done for
maybe
just like mantras
these words
swam into my mind
slithered through like a basilisk
what a spellbound
did I listen?
did I hear?
did I absorb?
gotta heart
this art of losing hope
giving up
getting on
stronger or
weaker
than yesterday
tread my walk
I abandoned this thought
not looking back
for all I know
I'll never be done for
maybe
I don't know how to explain this poem. One day I decide to give up everything in life, and on the next day, I'm totally fine, like nothing had ever happened.
