between deaths arms i mishear
life's mystery to unravel
while the sorrow lays here
deep rooted for me to untangle
eventually, i arrived
a place in between
never thought i'd survive
the torture to be
yet, life goes on
the rose-colored glasses gone
it's the same every year
i say farewells to what we were
but i met her,
they, him and you too
i said happiness
is too great of a burden to bear
it seems bearable if it is with you
i know better now
than to wish for a happy ever after
since this world doesn't allow
ever lasting laughter
no happy ever after
just the next morning to remain
so the sun will rise
and we will try again
YOU ARE READING
The blue flower that taught me how to live
Poetry''Because the world is so full of death and horror, I try again and again to console my heart and pick the flowers that grow in the midst of hell.'' -Herman Hesse Disclaimer: I don't own any of the videos, photos used for this book. Credits go out...
