TO WHOM I CAN BE MORE THAN ONE

On a scorching summer,I can make you feel the winter shivers;I, your man, a poet, can make you surmise. On a dry and humid day,I can make you feel the rain;I, your man, a rhymester, can make you imagine. On a boring and dull day,I can make you travel a thousand miles;I, your man, a…

Scared

I’m scared of my own silence,of the unanswered questions that revolve around. I’m scared of unsolvable puzzles,It’s raising levels without a completion. I’m scared of my own demon,who is killing its better half every minute. I’m scared of affection,It’s pulling me down from all directions. I’m scared of darkness,As it’s trying to make me a…