When I'm feeling half bitter
I take a peek to look back
And so I open the box
Where I kept all your love letters
With all the paintings of our memories together
And like magic, suddenly everything came back
Like a boomerang coming in so fast
Then took me to that Sunday afternoon
How could time be so cruel to have flown so soon
I saw the ambiance on that day
The sun was out hiding
The rain had just start pouring
And so the sky was glum for us
It knows heartbreaks are coming underway
That distinct pain hasn't left me
But left me with a lucid scar
It clings to me like little limpets on the rocky shore
So I'm left here, wondering how you are
And if anyone dares to ask me
My love, since that day, it's always been Sunday
But the sun had disappeared for me
So I was embraced with darkness and her friend loneliness
And if anyone dares to ask me
My love, since that day, I've been walking under a rainbow
But its colors they don't appear
So I've walked thousands of days with black and white's blare.
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My Silent Screams (on going)
PoetryPoems of unsaid thoughts and feelings. This isn't really well made and I just wrote this from my heart. This book is filled with just little pieces of me that I write down to somehow find comfort and shelter to my vulnerabilities. These are the emot...
