You can see me standing
But inside I'm dying
You can see me smiling
But my heart is breaking
My heart us partitioned
It as now crumbled
It's wounds have opened
Even the ones which were closed
I am drowning
In the river of my tears
You don't see me frowning
Being crumbled by my fear
I am regretting
I'm not forgetting
Cause I can't take it
Don't think I'll make it
YOU ARE READING
Behind The Sun
PoetryThe sunset must be felt, not seen. For we could have never known what could have been. 👑mèmamamé
