I could never be a poem
One so fragile and exposed
With words that feel like home
Beautifully written and composed
I could never be a story
Not one people would recommend
It would lack the guts and glory
And wouldn't have a happy end
I could never be a song
I dont have what is required
To make people sing along
To be remembered and admired
I am all of the things I wish I had fought
An unfinished story no one will see
I will forever be an unwritten thought
I am a long forgotten melody
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my darkest hours | poems
PoetrySelf-written poetry that gives an insight on what goes through someone's head when they are at their lowest. ''I sit still in the prime of my darkest hours While my presence seems calm and serene The happiness of my personality overpowers And leav...
