This book contains poems that don't always rhyme but they do tell a story. 
If you are tired of reading fantasy, try reading Something Real. You might want to look for your own and other's thoughts and feelings inside. 
The suspense will shock you!  

The focus of this book is to relate to the readers while telling a story in few meaningful sentences, that's not to say that it perfectly fits the definition of poetry.
 
This book is not meant to be read page by page. 
you can start from wherever you want and stop whenever you like.

Something Real

Hurting never stops it evolves in time. 


Now I am standing alone under the widest sky 


The wind blows up my hair as my tears get recognized. 


I will wait for you to see how I have been 


To walk back and say; I am sorry to leave like this again 


Take me away from that heavenly time.. 


I didn't know it rained there but that's alright. 


I forget the fear and wish for it again 


Is this not how you are suppose to live life? 


Crying about the days that didn't go right 


Or else what will I do when there will be a stormy night? 


How I switch and go back when you lie... 


Because when I stand alone under the widest sky 


The wind blows my hairs up as my tears get recognized 


Cold