Tears
Pains
Broken
Shattered
I was numb
Muted
Couldn't say a word
First time seeing that side of yours
I was traumatic
I can't move
I'm deafened by your voice
As if I was thrown to a deep ocean
Nothing to see
Nothing to hear
Cold spiked to bones
Skins was frozen solid
The fear came
Rushed in with no warning
It grip the heart so tight
That blood felt cold and stopped
Tremble down to my feet
Hands shaking
Fingertips was frozen ice
Though it all came
I kept my foot firm
Staying by your side
Wishing for the warmth
Wishing for the sweetness
To kill all the bitterness
That swallowed
Loyal
Royal
That's what you are to me.
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Poems: Figure or Dream (COMPLETED)
PoetryThis is all what I had in my mind at certain times. Maybe in long writings or short writings. Will it be a poem or just words from heart. It's all need to be figure by us all in our own dreamy ways.
