My best friends are the stars
One time they're neighboring my window
Mostly I'm left alone wondering where they are
Strangely
there's one star that had never failed me
Whenever I look up its right there
« Aren't you tired my homie, and is it even fair ? «
Take a break...I'm afraid I might loose you...you're too rare
But that celestial lamp persisted.
It burned and glowed for me as if I'm the only human that existed
Take a break...I'm afraid I might loose you...because the rest don't even care.
But the astral body sacrificed its beauteous presence.
Took the sorrows of my chest,
instead of adding heft.
Gave itself away as if I am the only one who's left.
Take a break...I ...I ... may have lost your appearance but now you live in me.
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THE BIG LITTLE BOOK
Poetry#1 slam #1 poet Semi diary semi poetry type of books. God can meet you in your rock bottom as well as on the top of your little mountain . In this book I talk about my mental health and how i overcame depression anxiety food disorders and addiction...
