You only wanted to know how I was feeling.
" comfort in pain ". Pain is the only constant thing that lives in us.
There are few things in this world that are immortal. There are some that will only live forever within me and whatever I can write down onto the page. For my immortal friends are people the world wil...
they let me die.. you made me reborn. (first handwritten poem! photography skills might be atrocious haha)
"i lost my flair for poetry but i know i can show you."
this is a random fleeting attempt at a poem
You only wanted to know how I was feeling.
" comfort in pain ". Pain is the only constant thing that lives in us.
There are few things in this world that are immortal. There are some that will only live forever within me and whatever I can write down onto the page. For my immortal friends are people the world wil...
they let me die.. you made me reborn. (first handwritten poem! photography skills might be atrocious haha)
"i lost my flair for poetry but i know i can show you."
this is a random fleeting attempt at a poem