Feb 2021
Tell everyone everywhere,
The things i used to think at night,
The shallow and the hollow,
Rest deep inside my mind,
The longer I dwell, the harder I stare,
The abyss becomes a puddle,
My mind which used to be an ocean,
Can now never reach the shore.
The things i used to think at night,
The shallow and the hollow,
Rest deep inside my mind,
The longer I dwell, the harder I stare,
The abyss becomes a puddle,
My mind which used to be an ocean,
Can now never reach the shore.
not my poem ,but by someone i really love. had the permission to post this and i thought i should share :)
