Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

I closed my heart and I let my feelings out.  

Feels like an empty room with nothing good enough,

 But at least, I can get used to my loneliness.
  I closed the door and left the world outside, 

Just a few rays of sunshine looking at me

 out of curiosity.  
One is the number that represents my condition,

 The number with which I identified

 even in my last relationships. 
 I closed my eyes in front of their world

 To wake up in my disorder. 

 The time that has passed has changed

 The parts of me,

 Looking at my old picture,

Only I can see, it's a stranger.  
I'm tired of talking, 

You're tired of listening, 

Unspoken words sound like an echo.