Opus no. 4, Poetry by Maria Ana Francesca Ison

WILDsound Festival

Genre: Love, Relationship

Opus no. 4

by: Maria Ana Francesca Ison


It’s sad to think that I am the only one who’s holding on.

I should’ve refused fake love but I didn’t.

Maybe it’s what drives me crazy as of the moment.

Those sleepless nights and lack of appetite,

Were mainly caused by the distraught you have brought upon my inner sanity.

I wished I didn’t even meet you.

If I knew this would happen, I would’ve left this philosophical gathering.

I should’ve avoided the risky meetings.

I could’ve escaped the tension.

But now the tremor on my brain was already formed.

No one was to blame for this.

No one but me.

Because I was the one crossed the Rubicon.

I was the one who didn’t have control

Indeed it was I who was more matured.

Though your years are indeed ahead of mine.

But when I got…

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