Deep Thoughts that haunt
I've kept writing
I've kept talking
but nothing ever changed
I've fought
I've sworn
and still found nothing
my heart races
when thunder waits upon a misty morning
my life trumble and crumbs to bits
with all those hurt
what do I get in return?
anger, stress, pain and most of all
abandonment
the type I feel to run and never stop
the feeling of laying by a tree
and waiting for any sign of life to appear
the meaning of life which develops through time. makes me question whether I'm ready for my next journey ahead
© Layla Janerio
I've kept talking
but nothing ever changed
I've fought
I've sworn
and still found nothing
my heart races
when thunder waits upon a misty morning
my life trumble and crumbs to bits
with all those hurt
what do I get in return?
anger, stress, pain and most of all
abandonment
the type I feel to run and never stop
the feeling of laying by a tree
and waiting for any sign of life to appear
the meaning of life which develops through time. makes me question whether I'm ready for my next journey ahead
© Layla Janerio