ミ
there are days
when i cry
throw away my masks
and find my hope scattered around
my insides scream
but i don't
and when i look at the sky
i find it pouring
as if cleansing me
screaming on behalf of me
and telling medon't be afraid to lose at times
you'll never cry alone
ミ
ミ
ミ
*fearless
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delirium
Poetrywhen the darkness outside my window turns gloomier than the one inside me, the words embedded in my chest sparkle like jewels. || poetry collection. ©️2019 by auro m.