Severed hearts
Scars and marks
I cut ties
as I always do
Love isn't a battle
nor a war
the field empty
yet some distant shadows lurking
Trying to connect
I turn down their souls
They aren't for me
I got somewhere to go
some places to be
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
ⓝⓞⓝ-ⓔⓧⓘⓢⓣⓔⓝⓣ ⓛⓞⓥⓔ (ᴬ ᴾᴼᴱᵀᴿᵞ ᴮᴼᴼᴷ)
ŞiirI lose myself in my words and I lose myself. You'll find pieces of my thoughts here, like shattered crystal. Poems are stories from the heart I suppose but these are hardly poems. They are more things I never said.
