My words hold no worth.
So, I'll let my silence speak
for me instead...
Maybe they'll start listening.
Maybe I'll be worthy.
~L.Y
YOU ARE READING
Bleeding Poetry
PoetryOur hearts bleed poetry when we fail to speak. So we bleed our emotions on to paper, in the form of words. Our deepest emotions spilled out on a single page and for a moment all we do is feel.
Silence
My words hold no worth.
So, I'll let my silence speak
for me instead...
Maybe they'll start listening.
Maybe I'll be worthy.
~L.Y
