Listen here, I may haven't told you how much I missed everything about us,
But I still find myself reading our past chats.I told myself I will stop pretending,
But I still find myself leaving.The cheerful persona I had turned into a cold one,
I didn't even notice that I, myself, is gone.Yes, I laugh and I smile, but that doesn't mean I'm happy,
Memories of the competition fill my mind as I stare into my trophy.I miss those times we'll hang out after our examinations,
I hope I can still give you explanations.I haven't even realized how empty I felt until now,
I don't know, I also asked myself "how?"I'm gone.. I'm gone and I don't know how to revive me,
I don't know, I don't know, You whom I can't see.I noticed the mint green walls of the house,
Then there's anxiety, stress and emptiness, the cat, and I'm the mouse.I look at the empty glass in the top of our table,
I'm sorry I can't respond to your calls.I drank the water,
Hoping my loneliness will falter.Strong gust of wind opens our door,
I could feel the coldness on the floor.I looked at the grey cement built as our stair,
Can't I receive the same care?I don't know anymore. I'm trapped in this jail,
And I can never again see the trails.I'm stuck in my bed, sitting all alone,
Staring into my phone!I don't know anymore, I don't know who I am anymore,
By the way, what's life for?I don't know anymore.. How can I live like this?
I still feel like I'm getting chased by bees.I tried to leave.. again..
It gives nothing but pain.I'm sorry for not being the best,
I'm sorry.. I'll be taking a long rest.Okay, I think this is longer than the other onneeeee, cut and cut :>
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Nightingale (A Poetry Collection)
Poetry:a small brown European bird that sings a beautiful song especially at night. Just some random poems I had in mind... I usually thought of this around nighttime hence the title XD Btw, all of this doesn't make sense ┐( ̄ヘ ̄)┌ This book is dark, please...