Mistake Poem by Danfer Cueva

Mistake



It was the first time when I felt it
The flood was cold and I couldn't believe it
I just wanted to scape and I walked away
Thinking about it will happens again.

But I don't know
But I don't know
If I was wrong

But he knows
But he knows
about my broken bones

I'm not really alive to speak about it
I didn't want to think about you and I
but when the storm is comming
my voices in my head told me:

'It was my mistake'

If one day the winter will speak about it
It was praying while I was screaming

Slow down
Slow down
It said

I'm strong
I'm strong
I just thought

I'm not really alive to speak about it
I didn't want to think about you and I
but when the storm is comming
my voices in my head told me:

'It was my mistake'

The fears that I hold on
The walls that I have down

I just wanted to live in my fairytale
but I just found our dreams
with ghoulish nightmares

My life was like a cofee cup
It filled up with tears and pretty hands
but you don't need to
know how it was prepared

I'm not really alive to speak about it
I didn't want to think about you and I
but when the storm is comming
my voices in my head told me:

'It was my mistake'

Tuesday, September 13, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: lifestyle,love and life,violence
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 14 September 2016

Nicely written, Danfer. Thanks

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