poems | shinee's jjong

think

i closed my ears not believing
how could you do this to you?

i rushed to fly back home
thinking
what if your soul had flown too?

as i trailed the head mourner,
in this nightmare I was still asleep.

i buried my face into his shoulder
thinking of how you would be buried

i pulled the key and screamed

where are you

i looked to my right,
thinking you would be there

if not to my call,
at least to my tears,
but you were out of sight.

so i closed my eyes

trying
to walk to utopia
but you weren't there to be found

thinking
which one of your smiles were feigned
but I lost count

straining
to hear your voice
but there was no sound

if i couldn't open my eyes,
if i couldn't close them,
should i wait in pain for
someone to tell me what to do?

i waited for you,
but you never answered.

how long more till my escape?

|a/n: for those who didn't get it, i wanted this to be key>jjong.
i've been missing jjong a lot. i hope that my poems will be "a vehicle through which we express" #spreadart