Knock
Can you hear me ?
Knock knock
Can you hear me?
I'm inside this small room.
A room full of dreams and desires
Of everyone
ever to exist.
From where I can see each little spark Roaring into a flame.
Rainbows and Monochromes
All having their own magic
Yet I'm inside here
Cursed to watch
Cursed to wait
Cursed to never hope for a dream of mine.
I lie here and watch
Surrounded by
light
Sparkle
Brightness
And
Yet None inside of me
Except
Shadows of forgotten dreams
Darkness of broken hope
Forced to watch
Lives sparkle with various colours
Forced to watch something I cannot have.
I live inside this diamond
Reflecting colours
But have none of mine.
I am the forgotten soul that once lived.
Now I just am here.
Existing.
-Laina
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Words Sung By A Weeping Soul
PoetryThis is a collection of poems. My genre Is angst and these poems are full of them. Pondering about the world, wondering why you exist. I try to put thoughts like these into my poems. And a warning my poems don't rhyme. And contain simple words but w...
