The sky turn orange, yellow or even red as it peaks out of the darkness.
The blinking stars disappear to the overpowering lights, a sign a new day is to come.
And so it is, the night sky fades away and I finally get to open my eyes.
YOU ARE READING
Book of Sorrows
PoetryHere is a book filled with poems that I'll be writing on a daily bases on how I feel. I enjoy writing them on my free time and also when I'm thinking alot. Enjoy!!
