Every creative piece is just me, telling a story. Enjoy!
You, being my lover, It makes me love you so much. You resemble a dawn-rising sun. You make my day brighter like sun beams.
By Gloria Penelope2 years ago in Poets
Have you lived a life of loneliness? Every day brings agony and distress. Living a life where you don't get to see the direction.
Loneliness grows within your marriage. Life has altered for the both of you. You stare at each other's faces every day. It's like awakening to the rage of a ravenous lion.
Dark shadows are looming. I can feel them. pushing me backwards My life lacks direction, only wishes, but they don't come to fruition.
When the sun arises so do my daily thoughts. As the sun sets, my heart and intellect relax. Another day comes.
Hardships, tears, and misery. Throughout my upbringing,. I was treated as an outcast. I was given the name Rotten. As if I were an old, fallen fruit.
I am seeing stuff. Either good or awful. Is it because I'm sick in bed? I'm in the dark. Sometimes I feel quite cold.
The agony, in her life. She is going through a lot. Anguish and sorrow are her daily meals. Nonetheless, she conceals the pain.
I'm not promising you my existence. But I'm here now, and I love you. You're aware that my life belongs to the Lord. Whoever created me will decide my fate.
On your way up, you'll encounter two things. Disaster and triumph; the remainder will be Small stumbling impediments.
Your smile—is it real? "No, it's filled with a void." It previously held something. That was her presence, and her delicious food,
Indigenous peoples That's us. That's what we are. We live in the forest. We are the uncontacted tribes. Contacting us may not always be safe.
