• valentinanahata 5w

    A Web

    Weaved a web out
    From words left unsaid
    I feel them echo
    Only under your breath

    The things you never
    Tried or even dared
    Fear of no one
    But your own self

    Scared yet wanting more
    Greed built a home
    Watch your step maybe
    You might soon fall

    Touches of blissful blues
    I hear them do you too?
    It comes and goes
    Just how'd you