Letter To My Enemies
Dear my enemies
I was young and foolish,
I made mistakes,
I fought and fell,
But still I never gave up the fight,
I’m here where I am on my own
I’m laughing out every day,
With smiles colliding,
But oh! My pains are Berg mountains.
I’ve seen all your actions,
Yet I’m cool with them.
You don’t want me happy,
You don’t want me to live,
You are scavengers and night
Fighting souls with nothing
I have no hate for you
If that’s what keeps your souls at peace
So be it
I will be and I will remain the faceless one
Copyright © Paris Thulare | Year Posted 2021
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