I wanted to get some nap,
an endless nap,
where I can peacefully sing on the top,
of my non-functional lungs,
where time is frozen,
when all of us hangs,
Where everybody loves your every move,
the way you dressed, the way you sleep,
the look you gave in that frozen cheeks,
when they realize the time with you is golden,
but time and fate stopped you,
and you're stolen.
YOU ARE READING
Pen - pen: Disarm my Pain
PoesiaA poetry of insanity •I know you're reading this for fun, but it isn't Fun at all• Highest Rank: #1 in poetry - September 2021 #2 in poetry - January 2020
