To most of the obstacles of my life
I ran away so they ended with a strife
Action speak louder than words
Now I should follow the birds
From the old era of my existence
That started with some distance
After some time of resistance
It evolved into assistance
I thought I was special
And no one else was desirable
I came here for a huge purpose
United by Turkey and Cyprus
Then all of my thoughts shattered
I wasn't the only one that mattered
Everyone is fulfilling their destiny
And there's no need for my tyranny
I ran away from my stresses
But as the time progresses
Thinking is the thing that hurts me
There's nothing that I can foresee
My escape routes are getting closed
I have nothing left to be exposed
I need reliable ways to calm down
Unless I want to leave the crown
The last stage of grief is acceptance
I'm looking forward to persistence
I won't be staying omnipresence
Tho old era is ending with silence
A poem writer bursting his flames
Is bored of playing the same games
I'm challenging my neuroplasticity
Old habits can't change my own reality
Kayıt Tarihi : 4.1.2026 14:59:00
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