You were there when I closed my eyes.
I didn't even say goodbye.
You promised me : 'No more lies.
No more worries. No more strife.'
And I was a horrible guest.
Even at my very best.
I didn't care. I didn't know.
I never let anything good grow.
Now it's dark. The clouds assemble.
My promises lay broken. My future bleak.
And neither Sun nor soft, white moon
Are here now when I am weak.
And I ask myself: "Why did the stars go?"
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My collection of poems and riddles
PoetryThings you should know about my poetry: It is written on the spur of the moment. I write poems when I am emotionally driven. Thus, these poems are full of energy, but not necessarily with any meaning or direction. They are not grammatically correct...
