DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, it's been a while; but through the harsh I can't even comprehend my feels, let alone put to the writing:-)


do you think I'm capable of writing???
because what I'm feeling is hell in front of the brutal I put into the typing
**** with bringing my torture to the rhyming

I don't get no sleep without tough
always be with a not enough
yet I miss that when not even when hurting much

I wanna-----feel
I wont say feel some love from the real
because I know that no one is there for me but in my dreams

so rest in peace my heart and grow
some bones that would crack and show
the past holds of the wisdom known

because happy sweet remains in the air to float
so high to reach too much for me the above ought
champagne problems destined sought


------ravenfeels