Black are my wings,
Dark as night,
Produce a fake smile,
Not worth the fight.
Black are the days,
Lying behind,
No golden Sunrays,
Staring blind.
Black are the thoughts,
Wondering in my head,
Can't connect the dots,
Why they want me dead.
Black is the world,
Pitch dark outside,
And all is swirled,
Nowhere to hide.
Black is all that remains,
If I am fighting no more,
Dark clouds,
Will be my chains,
Behind a black prison door.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Poems For Death✔️
ŞiirThey sound really pretty and there here for anyone who wants to read them. ~~~ My style of writing has improved so if you don't like these please check out my new book called A Poem For Death. ~~~
