Blue november; as I feel no fear,
All I have is this dark emotion that I bear,
As I'm trying to catch my breath,
Rewinding my footsteps in my head,
The scent of my past was good as it was.
While waiting for my death,
I always wonder what would be the light is,
Maybe december and I will not make it,
Faking feelings about how happy this life is,
All I feel is hopeless in this night,
It's like someone stab me with knife,
A stab from an expert knight,
Where it pierces in my heart,
Causing pain that I couldn't manipulate,
It cost me tears to shade this despairing life,
And I just want to be unalive.
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A Star Gleam In My Heart
PoetryA star gleam in my heart as I became a poet, through writing as the same time expressing my feelings I began to publish more poems. This is a Poetry Collection. "You will witness the improvement of my writing." Book Cover by: Miss Lizzy
