A few words by the insecure
With a deep sorrow to accept
First your love, now you’re lost
That’s how I became so obscure

This unbearable grieving I need to endure
Every single tear I wept
Broke out my soul to exhaust
My fate, eternal love to assure

Still, you are in my heart, that’s for sure
With your magical sight and your endless delights
The mist of your touch and my yearnings to have you near
But with your depart I became impure

A few words by the insecure
Words some times came out of fear
Your presence ignite my insights
That’s how I became so obscure.

Hi! I’m Lynyo a self-taught/amateur writer from Mexico, I’ll like to share my work with you all and hope you like it… Or at least hate it! Jajajaja Visit me at http://lynyo.blog

All pictures and contents are original work of mine unless is noted.

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3 thoughts on “Obscure

  1. Magnificent.

  2. What you share with us everyday is beautiful and uplifting. Thank you.

  3. Reblogged this on life of enos and commented:
    oui, born of insecurity.
    not known about.
    unclear and unstable.
    Obscure indeed.

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