I am locked in the dark,
All i see is the moon in its arc.
I need a hand to hold,
But no one gives me and I drown.Until the sun comes in morning,
The light comes shining.
I put my hand in my eyes,
Blocking the rays shouting my mind.The surroudings is full of flowers,
This is life where i am burden.
I want to hold but it refuse,
It said go back to the reality where the dark abuse.Again, the dark comes out,
Tied me back for not to get up.
I am begging please to help me,
Until you came after me.I thought life is totally ruin,
Messed up with the things I bring.
That day when you save me from the world I build,
Where all you can see is black 'coz that's what I always think.You are my savior,
You are my floor.
With you I can reach my dreams and goal,
You gave me your hand to step on.I thought thats where my life end,
But you insist and give me your hand.
I am happy and lucky to have you,
I am here, grateful because of what you do.But something suddenly hits me,
The reality hits my face.
I woke up with the dark,
I am just just imagining things were alright.The truth slap me,
'Coz in reality no one came after me.
All the positibe things I drawn,
Is just living on my imagination.Here I come again,
Drowning in the dark I gain.
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Inside The Cupboard (Poetry)
PoetryHighest rank: #117 in poetry Bitter-sweet. Life is so unpredictable, deal with it.