May 21, 2020
The days are gloomy, so am I
Nights are frightening,so scared am I
I long to be in your arms
Never have I ever thought that it
would take so long
That soft bed in my room pricks me
now
The space that I finally create as mine scares me somehow
Giggle and laughter of others, I have come to hate it more
If you were by my side, you would say not to be sour
A hope for freedom is what I dream
A bundle of happiness is what I want.
