Isn't it eerie, how the words 'alive'
And 'die' rhyme
Isn't it funny that even though
It's all going to be over one day
Yet we still hold on
When we choose the paths wrong
When everyone has to be gone
Don't you remember what I said
Don't fly too close to me
Your wings will fade away
You'll only become a bird to-be
Please don't get so cozy
You'll lose your scent and color,
Your identity
It'll just become a bother
Oh, I never really had any freedom
In this weary and unjust kingdom
I caged you unconsciously
Guess it was jealousy
Of how you were so happy
Of how you were always dancing
Now look at you
All your secrets have spilled
Your charm no longer exists
I don't know who to blame
Was it you, or did I make a mistake
Where did it all go wrong
When did I lost your love
What did I do to hurt
Like this, how did we end up
I'm collecting your pieces
It hurts me, they cut me
But I'm used to it
Your tear stained face
Stabs my chest
So now, never will I love
Anyone again
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Poetry"Is happiness really a myth". A collection of the most cherished pieces of my soul: my poems. The things I wrote when I loved, when I hated, when I raged, when I dared and when from reality, I escaped. My poems are a way for me to get away from the...
