91
I'm lost within myself
Trying to search if I'm the one that needs help
A perennial monsoon goes on
Refusing to pause in any form.
In the eyes that don't rain
Conceal a different kind of pain
Where there is nothing to explain
And words sometimes fail.
Lingering silences and unexplained pause
Speak a lot when wounds are raw
Clarifications look cheap
When vulnerability digs heels.
The dignity I seek
Lies in the silences I keep
Rejuvenating on the backfoot
Reveling in the obscure look.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top