Tag: finding life
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growing
i quite don’t remember being fifteen neither am i ready to be twenty five someday i am somewhere in between i am always somewhere half away, exhausted, half scared and sleepy with stomach burns i am that girl whose first love was loneliness the bold blooming wallflower who loved august and emptiness
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do you still feel it in your chest. the way it did when you were once sixteen and life was a mystery to you but you were free from the fear or the grasp of the dying future. do you still wrap your arms around those people who once told you that they had been…
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Because long ago I had known what to choose, and I found life. I am leaving today. But it isn’t that I never loved you. I always did, but there were things that a woman like you couldn’t understand. You called me inane when we first met, and I understand that because I wasn’t any…
Prena Poetry 