Last night, i dreamed what I’m terrified about
It was dark and deep
I don’t know how i got my nail painted blue
Last night, i met someone who I’m afraid of
It was scary and hurted
I don’t know how my eyes got its teardrops like water fall
Last night, I woke up in the middle of nowhere
It was lone and sweaty
I don’t know how my body felt lifeless
Last night, I found a picture which I don’t want to be found
It was old and grey
I don’t know how all the blackness haunting me this time
Last night, I suffered a lot
It was hard and painful
But i just don’t want to end this up, to let them live in me.
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The Black Star
PoesíaThis is the symbolism of life, love, and hurt. When brain can't tell anything, the words will be the right way. The poem will be the teacher, and you will be the seeker.
