Blind

Doyeedt Annahaal

tears are words if u can read them .. .

i ask myself
i cry to myself
i am afraid i have lost so many
i am afraid i am a broken single piece and i don’t know where are the other pieces
i am afraid i had so may
now i have only you | melancholy .. .

“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal” - Lord George Gordon Byron