I hope I don't break down,
Break down or break up into smithereens
An empty bed
Many a restless nights
My cheeks moist with sadness and fear
Fear of an empty future
Fear of a broken self
Paradise is lost
Dreams seem unfulfilled
Unrealistic are these dreams
I weave a picture in my mind
To fill empty spaces of the corners of my heart
But I'm cold
I'm alone
The dark night reflects my inner space
Half dreamy eyes
I click on yet another verse.
Feel the pain fading away
With each line
Each stroke brings me closure to composure.
I thank ye,
I thank ye for sleep Oh Lord!
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