I look at the pitch black sky
And thought of how it looks just like my soul
Dark, mysterious, sad but yet it also shines.
But the only difference between my soul
And the night sky
Is that the dark sky will bright again
In the morning
But my dark soul
Stays dark, for the rest of my life.
-N.Hetari
***
A.N
This is a really old one, and yeah it doesn't Rhyme.
YOU ARE READING
Beyond The Thoughts
Poesía[Completed] "We all have stories, some will tell, some will hide and some will just pour it all in a poem"
