Mily : Writing

Gun and Bullet.

Gun and Bullet.

A Poem by Mily


I don’t know what it is about you. Most people wouldn't stick around. And you know that. But there is something in you, that gives me a sens..
Enough.

Enough.

A Poem by Mily


We let the words not enoughcontrol our lives.We're always not perfect enough.Or the love we get is not enough.We're never satisfied enough to saythat ..
Someday.

Someday.

A Poem by Mily


Maybe we hold on to people because we want to trick ourselves.Into what? Who knows..Maybe believing that someday they'll love us.Or maybe that one day..
Today.

Today.

A Poem by Mily


Today wasn't as bad as my days have usually been.It was a little bit easier to smile and pretend I'm okay.It was a little bit easier to look at people..
War.

War.

A Poem by Mily


I feel like I have tochoose a side.Isomehow got myself into the middle of this war.I am just a lost child doing grown up things.I am playing a game of..
Heavy.

Heavy.

A Poem by Mily


I walk around feeling so heavy.Not weight wise..But feeling wise.I feel like I'm carrying something very heavy.And I just can't put it down.I feel lik..
Messy beds and scratched bodies.

Messy beds and scratched bodies.

A Poem by Mily


Letting my mind go.
Sink, swim, or simply disappear.

Sink, swim, or simply disappear.

A Poem by Mily


I often wonder what would happen if I died.. I wonder how people would react.. How it would affect people. But I guess it doesn't even really matte..
Secrets.

Secrets.

A Poem by Mily


Keeping things to yourself is so difficult,not because you wanna tell anyone.But because it's like they're holding you down in an ocean.You feel like ..
Definition.

Definition.

A Poem by Mily


Clearing my mind.