She hides behind the sun,
He hides behind the gray clouds,
She is like an illusion,
He is like a nightmare you wish you never had.
When the coincidence hits,
And the sun and the clouds collide,
Both their masks come peeling off,
And their lonely eyes meet.
Narrating their sad stories,
And just like silver and gold,
Their fading scars glow,
Illuminating their broken souls.
YOU ARE READING
Heartless and Heartfelt
PoetryHad that part of your life that really sucks then it'll come back to normal again? Yeah.. I know you do. Life's just a fanFUCKINGtastic maze. *Note the sarcasm. There are things to deal with it, and my way of dealing with it is writing poems. You'll...
