melancholic midnights

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I tried suing the fate of ruining me
My nights and days are ruined
This night owl is screeching in thee
Have it another way of sadness

They took it all, they stole it all
Hall of fames, tore by the old folks
Charmed life, never infected
But syndromes would make it easy

Play second fiddle through flows of life
To the hilt, in efforts I made in life
No luck's ever been placed in shoulders
Since the day I was born in a tent

Infantries, send my troops in that map
Projecting, as if I'm in a Trojan War
No matter how I guaranteed to survive
My less life expectancy will cause me to die

I spend my wills with my muse
The art I carved from magnetic fuse
My melancholic midnights, I can't refuse
Bearing to carry the baggage
They gave me last summer
Past three subjects, regretting
Things how it ought to be
Was nothing at all to be at-least

In expectations, ruined me
As how fate shatters me into pieces
The blood clots I produces
My blood vessels constricted
Bronchoconstriction, I bear
The shortness of breath
These experiences
cling to my death
As how I was exposed in an environment
I wished I knew it's harmful to my health

They thought it was subjective
So, I paint an artwork for them
Broadcast myself, burning it into ashes
Just as how you constructed bridges
That it's casually corroded
From the matches you played
Whilst the occurrence of the toxic agents
The formation of the dangerous acid rain
Is on the run, being furious as it seems

I'm writing down a lot of experiences
Easing my midnights being melancholic
When they took you away from me
I had to heed high to myself
"You can do it with yourself"
As I leak an acid rain in my bed
And in my notepad, begins to drenched
From the tearful emotion I secrete
Standing alone in the dark
Willing to surrender and succumb
I can't believe fate had played me down bad
So, I sued it far beyond the cosmos, easier than done
Just like how it ruined me and my life, spoiling fun

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