Random
Hi guys, and welcome~ I want to share to you one poem that I wrote out randomly. So, here it goes: Is this how it feels? Like an empty void, Fill with nothing but an echo. Is this how it feels? Living through the days, Just to get through another day. Is this how it feels? To have warmth inside, Which slowly faded, Replace by a cold shiver. Will it ever be gone? Will this to shall pass? Will I ever see the light? Will this feeling ever change? I wrote this down while I was sitting down and just looking around. For the past week, I have been struggling with my thoughts. And sometimes, I tend to write it down as a reminder about how I feel on that day. I do keep a share amount of journals, and I tend to read it back just to feel back what I felt before. I really like to read poems, poetry, etc, but I am not good in writing one. This is just something that came out of my mind. So, I'm not really sure if this is good enough or not. Rather than keeping on babbling here, I gotta go now. ...