Should I forget her? Or should she forget me?
Come in my arms..it’s winter.
Simply trying to find myself, trying to find where am I, or where my thoughts and feelings are. Or maybe trying to rescue myself from myself..
She was always like that, she never wanted anyone to see her tears. This thing had exhausted her soul more than any other thing, but there’s nothing to do about it...A 14 years old of me wrote this poem, tried to get rid of all the emotions that dwelled deep in my heart and no one knew about them.
Living in fears is a torture I’ve been living in since the day I was born. I hope this poem will help in reducing someone’s pain, because I believe that whenever someone knows that there are other people passing through the same issues as theirs, it aids in reducing the massive amount of their pain.