Life of a Broken
I feel like I'm not me.
Lost in a world of lies
Where the truth is hidden.
A truth I'm looking for.
Pent in a room of darkness
Where light is nowhere to be found.
Longing for a peace of mind.
Yelling and begging for help.
Will someone lend a hand
And take me away of this mess?
Is there someone who understands me
And believes in my story?
A lost soul in the dark
With broken pieces
That scattered on the floor
And mixed with a magenta.
Living in a monochromatic world
Wherein a sound of piano is heard.
A tune of black and white keys;
Trying to reach the souls of others.
The black key represents a gloomy life
While the white ones shows happiness.
That's the journey of life
Wherein both keys creates a music.
|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|
∆BlueCryztalz
YOU ARE READING
Fiction And Reality Blends | Book Of Poetry
PoetryPoems are written because of experiences and imaginations where knowledge and feelings unites. -BlueCryztalz The words used maybe simple but they create a deeper meaning when combined. Why did I wrote these poems? For what? Maybe to inspire others...
