The moon peeks from the clouds
As I walk down this unsteady path
I keep on stumbling down
But I know that this won't last
It's like the pain is building up again
Somehow, I feel nostalgic
I kept on being nonchalant
For some reason, I can't help it
These wounds I've been covering up
Hiding behind my sly smiles
Wanting to scream at the top of my lungs
But it won't go away even if I try
My blind optimism has been fed up
Still holding on to a fragile line
Disappointments lead to doubts
Finding warmth in this cold night
The storm's been going on for a while now
It feels like an illusion of endless sorrow
Wandering in this hollow town
There were things I should have known
These obstacles are hard to surpass
But I know I can take it to the end
Putting your guard up is a must
Otherwise, you might be corrupted
It won't take long before the rainbow shows itself
This time, I'll have my chance, it will finally be my turn
You will see me being overwhelmed with joy again
Hence, a broken heart is a lesson learned
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Lol. Where did that last part came from? I just want to be "dark" then I tried making it different from my other poems.
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Unheard Echoes
PoetryGenre: Poetry "Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words." ~ Robert Frost