No lights, so it feels...
Only the lightening that punctuates the night sky
Then it gets so dark in here, I have to feel for a path
Only the whispers of cold wind 🍃
It's just like life's spinning webs on my heart...
And sometimes, I feel like walls keep crushing me in, so I can't see the sunrise 🌅
Or am I, leaving in a ghost town?
And sometimes I feel my presence is absence
Just how does that make sense...
It's cause I've felt no warmth from my surroundings.
Or is my world just a monochrome?
And sometimes I set a bonfire
Only to be reminded of my empty ambience
So I wonder if my heart has a meaning to its beats..
I would shout out to my world, only to hear the echoes of silence
I would speak, but life only replies bleak.
So yeah I know! My world leaves me cold
With snowflake forming in my heart
So yeah, I have been searching for a heart for me...
A warmth that tingles my very soul
A voice that echoes down the city hallway
A smile that would colour up my world
A hug that will squeeze out every fear n pain
A heart of Light...
Someone that will fill the empty space...
Or is it too late...
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THE CLOUDY DAYS
ПоэзияHis world ? is in the clouds n when sad the expression from his heart must still flow into words
