Just My Opinion - Poem by Nick Korsantia
Waiting for the train to come,
No regrets or even crying.
Such wounds will never heal,
My purpose change, it is misleading.
From this unnatural heat,
Im satiated, my shadow still yearning.
No physical emotion,
My love’s lock I am not sealing.
All those painfully happy years,
No sight as night, it keeps on staring
Nothing that the impossible cannot see,
A wish still sending
Through the good, the bad,
That feeling! Life’s purpose to survive.
Feeling opposites as same,
And I rest with ease
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