When I hear it beat so loud and wild
I thought it was something mild
Loud enough to knock on my pillow
Is it because nothing is left in my silo?
And I get so anxious that no one will help
It hurts but it's fascinating sometimes
Restlessly seeking for help but nobody to help
And you just have to be yourself, without a dime
I'm unapologetically myself
That's how I have been surviving
Being fascinated by what seems to hurt
That way, I wipe my own silent tears
Going thousand miles to make myself happy
Because I deserve it.
Well done
Something are better kept at heart ❤️ because even when you say them out people would never understand. Read more
✉️ A Letter to My Younger Self Hey little me, you were too kind for cruel places, too deep for … Read more
Creative writing isn’t just about telling stories — it’s about connecting hearts and inspiring minds. Every piece of writing carries … Read more
And the flowers swayed in the breeze,🍃 And the pollen scattered in the wind, 🌬️ Does the tree exist because … Read more
A Poem For Love And Friendship : Where love resides, a tender grace, And friendship's light lights up each face. … Read more
Ronald
Korean Girlie
41 days agoWhen I hear it beat so loud and wild
I thought it was something mild
Loud enough to knock on my pillow
Is it because nothing is left in my silo?
And I get so anxious that no one will help
It hurts but it's fascinating sometimes
Restlessly seeking for help but nobody to help
And you just have to be yourself, without a dime
I'm unapologetically myself
That's how I have been surviving
Being fascinated by what seems to hurt
That way, I wipe my own silent tears
Going thousand miles to make myself happy
Because I deserve it.