The sun sets
With a faint golden glow.
Angels harmonizing
Leaving the world cold.
I can't say that I'm happy.
Things just don't feel right,
When the moon starts to fall
And you're still nowhere to be found.
Tell me
Are we finished now?
I need time
To pick myself off the floor.
Shattered to pieces;
Please let me clean up
This mess of myself.
I was hoping we could stay close
But I don't think we're going the same road.
Thought you were an angel
Only saw your halo.
Guess I missed your horns
When I was blinded by your light.
Hope you're happy
And can move on without me.
YOU ARE READING
Daystar
Poetryday·star | \ ˈdā-ˌstär - anthology about my life experiences and personal battles 🦋 【 life's a trip 】
