a dream.
a dream where I was running
through the woods
with no aim
where I want to run to.
just pure freedom.
suddenly I see paintings
paintings of people I know
people who made my life
living hell.
two faced paintings.
on one side trustworthiness
on the other side betrayal.
I trusted them
but they betrayed me.
they did not think about me.
only about their own enjoyment.
- sja
don't trust people so easily
coochiemonsterrr 's dream <3
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RomanceI'm stuck between a heartbreak and enjoying life at its fullest. - sja A collection of my own poems. ©️ fleursdesarah 2021
