December 2nd, The Last Game
today is the last game that
i may be able to win.
today is the last game that
i should win.
today is the last game that
i must win.
after the last game,
i will fall on the ground of a nightmare,
or,
i will fall asleep in wings of an angel.
Hope
i'm stronger alone than i'm with this world.
i'm the strongest person
whenever i'm free from this world.
i'm just a human.
i can be just a human,
whenever i'm free from this world.
nobody judges me.
my face, color of hair and skin,
what i wear, age, gender, nationality,
personality, past, and,
life.
nobody can dominate me.
nobody can ridicule me.
i'm the sole free person,
whenever i'm free from this world.
“A R E Y O U M E?”
the more scars i carve,
the freer i can be.
the more pain i feel,
the more comfortable my mind can be.
i'm drunk on violent me.
i'm addicted to destructive me.
https://poetryandcoffeedays.wordpress.com/
She is the author of poetry collections; “The Palette of Words”, “Seasons Echoing Around Me”, “Phantasmal Flowers in The Eden Where Only I Know”, “A Chain-Smoker at Midnight”, and more.
One of her big dreams is to write while travelling around the world. Her Twitter and Instagram :
@yuunnnn77
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