A nameless bird singing our dusk
The fear of silence before te dark
Oblivion
Astor Piazzola
In your eyes I used to see forever
I saw it with such certainty that hope
was but a needless word to me,
For as I thought, I needed not to hope
You were right here with me
Now I swing between hope and despair at your slightest gesture
For if I need to, I would erase myself completely to draw a version you would perhaps like more
A version you would perhaps stay with
But if by gaining you I lose myself
What is it that I'm left with
Who knew my heart could hold so much fear?
How do we know
If we're writing a new chapter
Or reading the same one over and over again
Blindly hoping for a different ending
Just because it's our favourite part of the book
YOU ARE READING
A nameless bird singing
PoetryA poetry book The life of the sun as sung by a bird Since people tend to go crazy on copyright these days, I hereby state that the image used as the cover and the image used as a header in some chapters are not mine, they were both taken from googl...
