I feel my death coming to me soon,
Without a goodbye my soul will be taken under the moon.
It is the unknown disease that is eating me alive,
Which is making me slowly die deep inside.
Can't hold to anyone anymore,
They all seem to vanish like the footprints by the shore.
They just mess with your head by playing stupid games,
And leave you hanging without a guilt or a shame.
You will be left all alone once again,
With nothing to loose and nothing to gain.
Just you by yourself strong as ever,
Just how it is meant to be forever.
YOU ARE READING
Midnight
Poetry"No such thing ever shined so bright , like my thoughts in midnight." ~ Hafsa Khan •●•●•●•●•●•●•●• I have been meaning to find a right or rather suitable name for a book so that I can stuff my poems in. So just as th...
