poem #1: after you

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by MikkaEllanne

by MikkaEllanne

it's dark outside,
it maybe raining or it's just dawn,
i don't know,
i don't need to know.

i'm fine before you,
so i will be good after you,
it maybe not now,
but eventually am.

you came into my life,
like a moonlight,
i danced under it,
but now i'm just dead.

my chest was stabbed,
but there's no blood,
it's bleeding inside,
it's in my pen.

"i'm happy that you're happy",
but i guess i'm just lying,
why would i be happy,
if you're happy without me?

relief,
it's just how i feel,
but happy?
let's stop pretending.