Stars stopped sparkling,
Sun stopped shining.
World stopped turning,
Gravity starts fading.
Flowers refuses to bloom,
Sky starts to gloom.
Blue suddenly went to gray,
experiencing a decay.
Words turned to cuts,
comfort turned to useless patch.
Blood starts to clot,
how can I make this stop?
Wall that protects me,
is also the thing that isolates me.
Should I be happy?
Or should I start to worry?
Wall becomes so high,
til no one would attempt nor try---
to climb up and see
the things beneath me.
When did words loses its value?
When did pain starts erasing hue?
When did someone so soft becomes too strong?
Strong enough to turn a heart into rock with thorns?
When did embrace becomes so choking?
And breathing makes you feel drowning?
When did lights becomes a pain in the eyes?
And darkness becomes a comfort when you wanted to cry?
When did happiness becomes so hard to reach?
and voice becomes so hard to hear even if you try to screech?
When did every white turned to black?
And when can I have myself back?
YOU ARE READING
A vision of Memoir
ŞiirSet of words covered with random emotions. I hope you'll find it interesting.
