by Manuel Osornio
How can I call that little voice, that whisper that says
”Don’t give up, not yet”
Is it another quiz?
Or should I say like everyone else “it is what it is”
What if is not what it suppose to be and it is something bigger
Something better, something that will help
But what if I continue to listen and my thoughts become vapor, maybe is just a trigger
But what if that whisper is trying to help?
The longer I ignore
The louder it becomes
Should I open the door?
What if something evil comes?
”I have been in your soul before”
Says the whisper
As I feel something deep within my core
”I am hope not the ripper”
I opened the door.
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My blog is about all the emotions we feel as we go through this never ending journey called life. Some poems are sad (most of them) cause my life has been full of sadness but what can I say. So drop by and hope you like my emotions, thank you for reading. Stay amazing.
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