Pushing my thoughts away
For them to come back again
And wreck me
Terminate me
Not letting myself breathe
Roaming on sunlit streets
The light makes me
Cry lightly
It's been so long since I've felt the warmth of a fire in the sky
It's been so long since I've even started to try
I never knew the little birds could make me sing
To me sorrow always seemed like a ring
Iono when I became so lazy to live
Iono when I became so lazy to start
Iono when I started to not know many things
Iono, iono, iono
When I'll next be able to live
Company forgotten
Lonely in bus rides and
Humming softly
Songs that sing to me
How was I long before?
Back to that, should I go?
Someone tell me
Without me asking
Stopping all of my break outs until I breakdown
How do I carry myself out of the lost and found
Boxes of heartache is where I'm barely alive
How do I send over my thoughts, how do I thrive
Iono when I became so lazy to live
Iono when I became so lazy to start
Iono when I started to not know many things
Iono, Iono, Iono
When I'll next be able to live
Iono, Iono
Will I ever, will I ever?
Iono, Iono
Will I ever want to?
YOU ARE READING
And the Petals Fall
Poetry❃ From one of the flowers in my infinite garden, I present to you a caricature of its petals. ❃
