I look up at the sky, and what a sight;
Beautiful clouds adorning the night,
No more stars for tonight.
The clouds have tucked them too tight,
All that is left to say is, goodnight.
Sleep well to all the people I have pestered,
All the questions I has misinterpreted,
To all those duties that I have neglected
And to all those excuses that I have invented.
Sleep well, don't let this speech be lamented.
You see, the moment may not be lost,
It will stay in my memory; covered in rust,
Dedicated to those who cared for me the most,
It lives freely, without any cost.
And shall die there, covered in moss.
So I wave up to the clouds one last time,
The ones that always waved back most nights,
The only ones that never dared to leave.
But were the ones that showed the most changes.
Goodnight.
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PoetryDue to the circumstances, I've slowly been losing myself... I created this to share my pain and concerns, these don't all have happened in my personal life; but are still thoughts that go by in my head. I've been told by friends that these are relat...
