Monsters are dancing
Under the sun
Reluctant ball of fire
Contains the dreams
Of those who suffer
And I've been told
That people cry
When they get what they deserve
So looking closely
The sun is just a ball
Of fire and lost dreams
Vivid nightmares come from there
Making the monsters dance
Under the screams of their souls.A love from my heart
Is dying slowly as time passes by
Hope and faith are lost
But still persisting to believe
You were made for meA love from my heart
Is vanishing on the ground as days pass by
Endearingly remembering your words
But listening to the voice of my head
You were made for meA love from my heart
Is fading away as nights pass by
Sleeping is the only moment I get to see you
But holding onto that touch
You were made for me.I deserve much more
Than the unsteady cord
You're making me walk through
Every morning when I don't know
What's gonna happen next
My heart is becoming smaller
Since it's loaded of pain
Every time I remember your faceI deserve so much more
Than waking up
And not being able to smile
Because I've forgotten what it's like
Due to your constant judgements
And I know I'm not easy to deal with
But I won't pretend to be someone else
Every time I remember your feelings
YOU ARE READING
Blowing
PoetrySometimes, we wish for the world to change, and we hold onto false hopes that end up breaking our hearts, or worse, our souls. So to blow up everything is the best way to set us free, and become a golden version of ourselves and the spirit we are gi...