You keep on making excuses,
All day all night,
Every tears that you showed to me is a poison,
Grew with darkness,
Though tears fall down my cheeks,
It'll only be one of my imaginary stars,
Fall down to the ground,
Gone into the depth of despair.
But still, your eyes catches mine.
Feelings and emotions were still there,
Stuck inside these suffocating cells of mine,
Running through my veins,
Screaming for you to change.
YOU ARE READING
From The Bottom Of My Heart: Gone With the Wind (Poetry)
PoetryJust a little glimpse of how I live my life. Written in a form of poetry. I started to wonder and I still was when I wrote those first few lines. As I continue to write, an idea; a theory slowly crept into my mind. What if this is the real me? All...
