If they don't want to
They will fall
If they don't want more
They will stay
I don't want it
I don't want to think
They have to do it
So they drink
I'm lonely sometimes
I don't look back
I look at time
When I sleep at night
In my dream
I go to a place I like
I don't follow a line
I just need a place to hide
And when I wake up
I think to my luck
And I do what I can
To realize them
My dream
But I force myself
To not think about it
I don't want to say to me
That one day the petals will fall
ESTÁS LEYENDO
WHEN THE PETALS FELL
PoesíaI write this poem when I'm happy. But also when I'm sad. And I love it. ___ Photography : Thomas Beaurepaire (check out his Instagram)
