No longer
You no longer have time to cry All the old tears that you have put away in the shelves of your silence You no longer have the same eyes to look at yourself with pity while you see yourself making mistakes You no longer have that little mercy, that you kept on rainy days but the sun was ou You no longer have the time to scold good-naturedly the little girl you wer The one who took refuge in a world of her own, when the world of adults was too scary for her You don't keep the hopes they took away from you and you don't even want them You have learned at your own expense that the ill-gotten gains are taken away And the tears always burn in the same way Especially if in defense you keep covering them with a 'it's okay it's just another day of ordinary lack' [2019©Yelena b.] Text belongs to me, all rights reserved
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Full of emotions, amica. Xoxo
Good morning Jerryl... Reading my old writings causes me lots of puzzled feelings ..
That's quite deep. When you're so used in everday happenings, that it never surprises you anymore, just a normal day to be sad.
Exactly... And you find love everywhere there us no need to find it in just one person :)
"the tears always burn in the same way" quanto è vero!
Ma ciao Laura! Grazie :)
It is so true that we keep tears on the shelves of our silence ... it's so nostalgic but it is very real. It is beautiful and reaches the heart.
Thank you for your comment 😊