Could you
look at me
the way
you stare
at the beauty
of the night sky?
Could you
read me
like your
favorite poetry?
Could you
love me
the way
you promised
to pick the stars
for me?
You said
I am your sky
I calms
the demon
in you
You told me
I am your
poetry the
one you
like reading
between
the lines
exploring the
magic within
You think
I'll be your star
to light up
your life and
keep you
in track
Then, I'll hold
your hand
and promised
to never
let it go.
YOU ARE READING
Wars Inside You (Published Under Ukiyoto)
PoetryLying on your bed. Looking at the ceiling. Thinking about where did everything go wrong. Each night has been a remembrance of what you are ----lonely and empty. Life is neither a lap-of-luxury nor a tale of rainbows and unicorns ----this is what pe...
