heartbreak, home, hope, Poetry, tears
Hope is all I have.
In between
bucket list dreams
and daytime heartbreak
I’m drowning
in tears.
I’ve locked myself
out of myself.
The one true home
I had.
Hope is all I had.
From → Random, Tip of my Tongue
Ich erkenne das Bild. Es war ein schöner Nachmittag, damals.
Damals in meinem Kiez. 🙂
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Ich erkenne das Bild. Es war ein schöner Nachmittag, damals.
Damals in meinem Kiez. 🙂