How reckless,
I went out the curtains,
How selfish,
Their faces were abolished
I was so great,
After all, I was in the spotlight,
Everyone loved me as I always loved them
But I never did saw what's inside the backstage
In my eyes, I was unloved by them,
In my eyes, everything was just a game,
In their eyes, I was very foolish,
In your eyes, I already vanished
Pity, I struck my heart in the stage,
Now my figure is slowly starting to fade,
I can't move my legs as I crawl back inside
And as I saw the backstage, they are nowhere to be found
Help us oh audiences!
My family is now eyeless and limbless,
Help me to put her all back together like before
For her heart is slowly decaying in terror
I can't bear the spotlight anymore,
Take it away from me, renew everything from before,
Accept my apology for my ignorance,
If only I could go back, I will surely remove my blindness
...i won't go back to the spotlight, not anymore...
YOU ARE READING
Past
PoetryPast, a poembook I made in quarantine. It includes the whole story of the process of accepting my past and the conversion of me being a Christian. It also includes love poems I made just for a girl I adored hehe. Picture source: https://in.pinterest...
