i’m full of emptiness
so much that i might just disappear.
i can’t escape the sun
i can’t escape my mind.
what a mystery this mind of mine.
in my whole existence, it never felt like it belonged to me.
my mother said i was the most mysterious flower
which she never taught how to bloom.
- Author: zderaslann ( Offline)
- Published: April 18th, 2024 10:33
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 4
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