Lonely on Christmas.

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1.  Starring at the stars,
I sit on my balcony bench,
My comfort zone,
Does it matter that it's in the middle of the night,
And am the only one awake,
Does it matter what bothers my sleep,
Or how many things I have suppressed in my mind,
That they haunt me even in my dreams,
Does it matter how I effort,
I think not,
For if it did,
I wouldn't have to be the one to understand always,
And have to move with how the wind blows,
I wouldn't have been lonely on Christmas,
Not this one or the past one,
But all,
Since the source of my happiness,
Has been drenched 5 years before,
And now I am standing in the middle of strangers,
With not a single one who i know.










Hugs and kisses,
Everbright 😘🤗

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