Mostrando las entradas de febrero, 2020

Found poetry

That heart of mine, recalling memories at the rhythm of a song Odd sleeptalking Rushing through flowers Barefoot walking Jumping downstage Planting feelings on lonely roads that seem like home Chasing the furthest star in the night sky Train of thoughts, looming stability Unable to understand the sudden death of stars Maybe it´s not all sunshine and rainbows with us I don't understand the tricks you play The way you shine and announce fireworks Trust, effort, and love will pay off Same old characters trying to create some kind of story I would rather be alive.