I chose not to sell to the devil
my soul
I wrapped it and I give you as a gift
you are the woman who discovered me
inside me with the light off
I love you because I know who I was before
I love you because I don't know
what you turned me into
I am a wanderer
I have run away from those
I haven’t understood
and now I am running from myself
me the misunderstood one
I reach the point
when I start searching for myself
when I met myself
I did not recognize myself
we greeted each other
and walked on
About the Creator
Mihai Brinas
Mihai is the author of five collections of poems. Invitation to Poetry, Alignment of Thoughts, Crossroads, Thoughts That Bring Us Closer, and Connections.
Mihai keeps on writing while still believing in the power of honesty and love.
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