Ill Read Count : 52

Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A
We get hurt, 
But we never give up.
We are blind, drunk, ill,
Walking among painful tears
 With fake smiles.

  I open my eyes 
But I see that a rain 
Is flowing from your calm eyes.

It's like a heartache that I can't control,
 But that doesn't let me live free
 As I lived before you.

  We throw out words 
That leave traces.
  We make the truth a beautiful lie
 When we kiss among promises.

I come out of death
 With a pretty smile down my lips.
 I won another day on this earth,
I pretend to do things right.


  • Jun 25, 2021

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