I guess this is how
it feels like
to rest in a
cloud nine
for an hour
but worries
that storm
will come in
a second.
YOU ARE READING
Wars Inside You (Published Under Ukiyoto)
PoetryLying on your bed. Looking at the ceiling. Thinking about where did everything go wrong. Each night has been a remembrance of what you are ----lonely and empty. Life is neither a lap-of-luxury nor a tale of rainbows and unicorns ----this is what pe...
