I think I'm a witch
Saying a thing
Shouting like a bitch
Everything I want
Is to lay on a beach
Enjoying things I say
Turns to be truth
Turns to be real
Turns to be magicalI think I'm a witch
Otherwise I wouldn't
Have seen this coming
Deja vu, Alter vu, I don't know
Am I going crazy?
Oh universe, tell me the truth
Turns to be fascinating
Turns to be scary
Turns to be phenomenal.I'm sorry I'm so sad
And I'm sorry I'm so lost
Tonight, I'm just trying to find
My way back homeI'm sorry I'm a disappointment
And I'm sorry I'm not enough
Tonight, I'm just trying to see
My future in front of meI'm sorry I'm a mess
And I'm sorry I'm not okay
Tonight, I'm just trying to feel
My blood running through my veinsI'm sorry I'm not here
And I'm sorry I'm a burden
Tonight, I'm just trying to tell you
My life will be goneI'm sorry I'm a stranger
And I'm sorry I'm nothing to you now
Tonight, I need you to be happy
My soul is letting me go.The smell of her essence
Is the pain of my existance
She is the mother of earth
Nature is her core
While green leaves surround her
In the memory of what is like
To be in love and to be young
Feet of hers are part of her roots
She is beautiful as a fairy
She is as strong as a tree
But she is also as dumb as a little girl
Who has seen a pretty toy
Because she has seen the most astonishing man
With wings ready to fly
Set me free and became the darkness
Oh, she has also fallen for an angel
Her life could be miserable
Life is unbearable
Kill herself at some point is the only way
To love in madness through sane
She melt herself with that angel
Demon who took my mother away
And while dying in love
Printed on rocks and earth
I can only imagine the disgrace this brought to us
The reason behind this nightmare
Is that the smell of her essence
Is the pain of my existance.
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Blossoming
PoetryThere's a lot of courage involved in the process of feeling emotions. A constant development is needed to become a good person, and most of the times it's difficult to be one. It's okay to be mean sometimes, it's okay to be good others, but what rea...