On nights when the only thing she could do was stare at the moon
Envy the stars and the freedom they had
When all she could do was wish for a miracle
When all her hopes started to dwindle
And all her fears developed to full bloom
On cold, dark nights when the moon shone yellow
And the stars lay, unblinking
She sighed at the weight in her heart
And how she couldn't even wish on a star
She had so many things to do
So many places to see
So many people to love
So many thoughts to free
So many words to say
So many lives to live
Yet, she was trapped
Bound, chained, locked
That only with her heart could she reach out
Only in her mind could she cry out
But no one heard
No one cared
She was Left Alone
The weight in her heart like a stone
Left to stare at the skies
On a cold night void of light
Left to wish on the stars
And watch the moon shine bright.
Tophie's Note
On nights when all you can do is stare at the skies and wonder, when all your hopes just left the silver platter, and there is only one medium of escape. You hear its echo's in your head.
Write, write, write!
You pick up your pen, pour your heart on a paper.. The weight grows smaller with every word, as the ink dries on paper.
In the end, a beautiful piece comes out. The piece holding your secrets, your inner wishes.
And you share it with the world
Hoping there are people out there
People who would understand
People who would relate
To you and your world.
Written: 19-April-2018
Published: 19-April-2018
Happy Birthday Olaide!!!
❤❤❤
T.S.
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