The Dangers In The Sky
It does feels wonderful at the beginning
Where everything was fun and exciting
The late-night talks,
The unexpected calls,
The flirting and all;
Makes me feel floating at the sky—so high, so tall
Even though knowing any minute I'll lose my wings and fall,
Into the hell hole like a cannonball
And that thought won't let me have peace at night
All that I'm seeing is red light
How would this lead me to the right?
It's all confusing and scary
And the fact that it doesn't feels new turns me way more wary
It's not out of the ordinary,
Yet it still takes away my sanity—
Oh God, help me
I don't want to be burned once again by my own fire;
For all she has was a lighter,
And for me being a liar against my own desires
- CYBI
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PoetryJust a compilation of totally not dark poems written by a very sane and totally mentally stable person
