It's all empty in my heart.
Pain, hope, love, all apart.
Staring at the walls all day,
Believing that I'll recover someday.
Not because I have hope.
But because it's along the rope .
Just as I close my eyes to sleep,
I see myself dying and crying deep.
Why? Why am I dying?
Why is it that I was crying?
Even though the sun shines bright,
All I see is cloud of dark closing tight.
Drenched with hopelessness, the day arrives,
To take my soul away before the darkness dives.
What a pity, life was never on my side.
Yet death happily embraced me to hide.
Content with death more than life,
I leave stabbing my heart with a knife.
Heart, you tainted my soul.
Now leave before I eat you whole.
Just like that my emptiness filled.
And once again I could be killed.
YOU ARE READING
Not a story but a piece of my mind
Poetryhow about just check it out what's inside... tell me what you think from your perspective. ? ***** writing, rhyming, making others confused - love it! ?? ~~~~~~~~ Take a chance and explore my mind! ??? Lots and lots of hearteu~~~ ❤❤❤
