My gosh! In these skies all flying it's my ash,
is that my miserable ending it's so harsh~~
i wanted to be gold now i'm trash~
i wonna go back with time like a flash in a rush
but guess what it's too late i'll vanish from this world so soon
that i won't see the earth nor the moon
i want it now i want my simple life i want my little house my family and friends
you got nothing for free -i've learned-
it doesn't matter now i should've know this before
feeling guilty so guilty it hurts more than burning
i don't sense anything now but guilt that i just wonna die oh but i'm already dead
what a punishement i'd rather burn i need my dash
dear ash why won't you disapear but will my soul still be here? That's what you wanted, isn't it clear?- an unknown voice -
I wanted to be a star not to suffer that's not fair !
Everything got a price my dear ! Now you believe that a human can't be a star
I'm not even human now what am i? You've gone so far ~~
You're a soul, your next life don't waste it like a mar ~~
Regret is that feeling when what you thought was best for you turned up to destroy you~
YOU ARE READING
dark happiness
Poetrythis story( i'll call it just a little writing cause i'm a beginner) shows that big things like money , popularity..ect that everyone dream of and think that people who have these things are the happiest and the luckiest aren't really true hapines...
