Another one of my hobbies... writting poetry(which i'm not good at).
Chaos
I’m tired of being here,
Stick to the deam routine,
Stick to the complex roles,
Tight to the incomprehensible,
Lying in the cruel reality,
Just waiting.
Tears start coming down,
Thoughts are so tangled,
Eyes are so exhausted
Of being open,
Feet are too fagged
Of walking this path.
Skin aches so hard
of not being touched,
Hands are empty,
Heart is wounded,
Knees can’t stay
Stand by themselves.
Mind is in distress,
Fingers can’t identify their home,
Stomach lacks of flutters,
Lips are unsatisfied,
Kisses have no target,
Loneliness took me over.
Madness is my everyday,
Moon is my daily company,
Dreams are my saviours,
Days are a vicious curse,
Silence is my only speech,
The shell is about to burst.
Chaos
I’m tired of being here,
Stick to the deam routine,
Stick to the complex roles,
Tight to the incomprehensible,
Lying in the cruel reality,
Just waiting.
Tears start coming down,
Thoughts are so tangled,
Eyes are so exhausted
Of being open,
Feet are too fagged
Of walking this path.
Skin aches so hard
of not being touched,
Hands are empty,
Heart is wounded,
Knees can’t stay
Stand by themselves.
Mind is in distress,
Fingers can’t identify their home,
Stomach lacks of flutters,
Lips are unsatisfied,
Kisses have no target,
Loneliness took me over.
Madness is my everyday,
Moon is my daily company,
Dreams are my saviours,
Days are a vicious curse,
Silence is my only speech,
The shell is about to burst.
Current Mood: 
cold
coldCurrent Music: lamento Boliviano-Enanitos Verdes
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