on days like these, I sit silently in my room,
curtains closed, lights off.
the only light comes from a small crack in the curtain,
reminding me, telling me that there is light.
but I don't see it, I don't see the light ,
instead, I drown in darkness -- in darkness.
in this room, I can hear the soft whistle of the wind,
the delicate rustle of trees outside --
nature is a beauty that can never be matched nor tamed.
today, on days like these, I sit silently in room,
wishing, hoping -- for death.
in the dark, in the darkness of this world, this room,
I hope for death.
- a soul so tired, they wish for death
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
complicated minds [ a series of poems ]
Acakinside the mind of someone who thinks a lot. °°°°° ongoing since 2015. Basically since my wattpad journey started, so there will be a lot of difference in the poems as my writing has much improved since then