Moonless night
Dissolves me into the sky
Tears are like the water
that flows from the peak
to the valley, absorbed
By my pillow.
Just laying and cursing myself
For being so mean and tragic
And I have to recognize the truth
and should not care about
what and how did it hurt?
And the darkness inadvertently sees me
Cursing.
YOU ARE READING
Gloomy Daisies.
PoesiaThis book is the collection of some of the sad poems I wrote throughout the years. It is about heartbreak, fake promises, agony , self hate and a little healing. I am glad to share this with you all. I hope you like it.
