and then one day I stopped — to find myself
an empty shell, in an ocean of vacant words
consciously then, I would shut my mouth
again — I must listen and observe
a world that would forget me,
for what use is an empty shell if not pretty
I was never heard nor seen again
'twas then I remembered why I'd begun to talk
though I chose to remain silent.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
MY DIGITAL DIARY : POETRY, THOUGHTS & JOURNAL ENTRIES PART TWO
No FicciónHI LOVELIES <3 Welcome to the continuation of my first book "Poetry, Thoughts & Journal Entries" where I write at least something, no matter how mediocre, every single day! Feel free to go back & read or comment on any entries within my first book...
