Defective..another way to say unique in its own way..
Unstable..incompatible..are just labels along the way..
On the cliffhanger..no turning back to the beginning..unfortunately with no end..
Wounds I grow adapted to..hopelessly I couldn't resist..
Drinking wine from my own veins..only getting wasted by pain..
Straining to the tiny scratches on my skin..only my eyes can observe..
Totally devastated at the end..too broken to fit in..
Shards of glasses..yes I belong to them..
To the rebel sand grains..leaving the rest..settling in the air..
Sailing in its own way..
Again..different..but how could they say the suffering is the same?!
Too confusing..I know..they won't heat me..and know I have nothing to say..
YOU ARE READING
My poetry..
PoetryIt is just something I wanted to give a try and share it with you. I hope you will like it.
