Why do i want to live, if i want to die? I want to fly, but i'm scared to fall- like a loop, a spiral of misery, i want to get out but i dont want to try. I have no energy, no fuel to change- and i want to live... but just not like this. Where did my hopes go? My dreams, my love- all my goals, they are no more. Yet i have a duty i need to fulfil... a duty since i am born, to change the world, to make it glow with kindness and empathy, like a fairytale, but i dont have that power, i dont have the strengh and i cant no more. Yet I am here, trying my best, even tho i failed, i try with no rest.
But after their departure, after love and lust were what gave me strength, i just dance to wind seeing where it will bring me next since i have no fuel to keep going myself.
YOU ARE READING
The thoughts of moonlight
PoetryAll the feelings of the night, flowing from word to word like a sad song. And i dance to that song on the edge of living, wondering which move will push me over and free me of my pain.
