Fast beating heart
sweat-covered forehead
and impatient hands
Bright eyes,
too wet
but at the same time
too dry
Is it fear?
and my teen-toys cannot help
There is no one to tell
because they won't understand
Don't know what hurts most,
if it is my broken heart,
my betrayed self
or my tight abdomen.
...
With love,
Myriiambatl.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐀 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐋
PoesiaWe both know happiness is a butterfly, what about a colourful butterfly between lines? I want to make your day a little more happy. Recopilation of original poems.
