Hello,
Hi,
Good morning,
Good night,
Greetings my friends,
It sounds like a chance
Like a start of something new
even when we're feeling blue
they connect us with strangers
and destroy the unknown dangers
And then "goodbye" is there
to end this whole affair
To leave us in peace
so I could write this piece
I'm just a silly human writing a poetry
who doesn't know how to rhyme- a tree

you took me to the beach,
even though I told you
a thousand times that
I didn't like the sand.



we walked together
along the shoreline

and it was there
that you told me
that you were toxic.

you told me that
you would hurt me
somehow in the end
no matter what

because that's what
you always do.



I should've ran
but instead I did what
you always did to me,

and I ignored everything
that you told me.



I should have listened
when you warned me
but instead,

I tuned you out
and listened to the
seagulls and the waves.



you told me that
you were dangerous

but instead of running,
I took your hand

and I told you how
much I loved you

and I clung to you so that
the ocean wouldn't
sweep me away.


I should've listened.
I let myself drown.

It whispers in my ear.
The shadow with no fear
speaking, without shedding a tear.

About a danger coming near,
coming right towards my rear.
Speaking, equipping my holy gear.

It tells me to stand and sing
while it holds me under its wing

"Do not be afraid of the ghost.
It is only a victim so lost."