Reason to talk is gone
Pathways are separate
I see you occasionally
From far I've kept my promise
You look tired and sad
Like me, as if you're also lost
You don't even make an effort
to smile now
YOU ARE READING
The other side
PoetryIt's the other perspective of life. One that's not social media perfect. One that's hidden away from everyone. One that should always stay anonymous. You are welcome to read. It's a glimpse of my thoughts. Beware: there could be triggers. Please be...
