Same as poem number one, this one is also part of my crappy poems (yeah, I always regret it, [sigh]). No meter too, but with rhyme; it is also not that good (I’m down). Anyway, it is one of my first few not-so-successful tries of making a poem, and I included it. It is about the feeling of emptiness and loneliness, which both inspired me.
II
LIFELESS
I painted the world with shades of gray
Like flowers that die and wither away
I covered the darkness of my past
To keep my memories from disappearing fast
I saw the lives of countless spirits
Living in this world of glass and ages
I heard the mourning of frozen souls
Trapped in their own books with burnt pages
I collected the words of bittersweet past
To remember your presence, your colors, and you
I kept them in my hand to last
But when I opened mine, I saw ashes a few
I lay in this bed of blood and tears
Dreaming of you and wishing you’re here
But the cold has obscured what I can see
And what is now left is lifeless me