people come,
people go.
no matter how hard you keep them,
they will eventually leave.
because the world is always turning
and so does them.
you can't force something beyond your limit,
it will crush you apart.
the strongest chain
the biggest rock
or even
the inseparable pair,
they will break.
so, how can you let go
of something precious
from desponding you
into an excruciated heart?
accept it,
people will change
and so does their
loyalty.
open yourself,
sometimes people
won't notice your
cry until you tell them so,
open yourself
accept them.
smile wider,
don't let them
see your tears
falls down, instead
you give them
your exquisite smile
and make them regret.
and the most
important thing is
to love yourself,
even if it's rough
loving your own self
is the best way
to find
where you belong.
YOU ARE READING
Dusty Ink.
PoetryThis is where my soul hides. It is a book full of words that combines into an art. My only runaway mess of reality. It is a pack of love, heartbreak, and the dark side of me put into one. So, here I scream my thoughts, will you feel my scars?
