The darkness looks into my eyes,
It smiles, capturing my lies.
I am exhausted of the pain,
Tired of falling hard, I'm going insane.
The nights are terrifying, I can't sleep,
There are dreams, and then I weep.
I'm a prisoner of my own jail,
My ship is ragged even before it sets its sail.
The darkness smiles and then it says,
"This night sings in your praise"
It sears me, tears me apart,
Poetry comes to my rescue, retreating the beats of my heart.
I weep my words, this feeling is new,
Because I realise that this darkness is you.
~*~
{ I don't know why I feel this way. All I know is, this immense sadness is new. All given by you. }
25th April, 2017
8:09 p.m.
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Lachrymose
PoesíaI miss you, and I can't get over you. You bewitched me and forever left me in a state of lachrymose. #book 3 Cover by @deepan2486 Highest rank - #30 in poetry WINNER OF THE RHYME SCHOLAR AWARDS(WORDGASM) 2017
