A black, blue big wings.
Comes down from my blood,
Rushing in my blood heavily,
This addictive light gets the worst of me.
At midnight, sitting on a sofa
Crickets sing along what plays behind
While my oceans let that one single drop to screen
Laying down to the ground
Ivories gets high and low
My head full of misery
My heart full of abandon
My veins carries heavy poison keeps me alive
My bones are persistent to not show themselves out of darkness
My oceans
Holds my memories of the nights.
The first night i lost my purity over books
The first kiss in my daydreams over the one
The first bite after not eating for a week
The first hug from my hopes and their wrack
The first poem I wrapped over a diary
Love, care, share
Frustration, Paltriness, secrets
Everything connects when humans involved
I lost my path,
I wait for my death
In a slow but graceful way
Down to the hell's highway.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Sana Adananlar
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