Who am I to you please tell me
If no one, then let me be free
My fragile state, can’t you see?
Tears in heart, on face – a false glee
Shown down, broken apart
Shred into pieces, my timid heart
Now no more, I have no strength
To continue like this, another length
So, let me know what you see for us
A life apart, for one without this fuss!
you seem like a really sensitive lady! and there’s this innocence in your writing which is rather lovely.
also read, a lot of them confide in you, but i do wonder, where do you confide when you’re at your lowest. i guess, you write?
loved reading you. wishing you the best.
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Thanks a lot! Yes, writing and turning into myself to find answers by connecting to the divine! 🙂
yes, one can indeed feel the pain and loneliness, that your poetry has. but in this way, things might get difficult for you. and i can relate and so no matter how much we are comfortable w the way we are, sometimes one just cant help but wish, there was someone nearby. to listen. to love. to share. but maybe that’s just me.
hope you’ve been well, beautiful.