Month: October 2021

This is not my story!
That was never my story.
It is theirs.

I was just there.
In a corner.
Sitting.
Peacefully.

They picked me up.
Placed me in the centre.
Entertained me.
Washed me.
Cared me.

They covered me.
I loved it.
Still, I love it.

But I knew.
For I know.
They would be gone.

When the times arrive.
I shall be alone again.
I knew.

They were wanderers.
They were healers.
They were friends.
My friends.

I was broken.
So I broke.
Everyone.

All I knew was to break.
And so I offended.
With love, I did.

They were falling apart.
I felt them.
I saw.

But I was just there.
For it was not my story.
For I was the wanderer.
And I had no role.

Yet they came to me.
And I helped.
Like every time.

But this time.
It was not the same.
They were unique.
They are.

They saw me.
The darkness I hid.
The secretes I hid.
They were deep.

And in my darkness,
They found them.

Yet they loved me.
And I loved it.
Still, I love it.

But I knew.
For I know.
They would be gone.

I was just there.
In a corner.
Sitting.
Peacefully.

And now I am lost.
In the abyss of darkness.

They are gone now,
For they love me.
As this is my story.

From afar I watch them.
Dancing in love.
For it was their story.