The poison in
veins now
spreading in
my whole body.
Bit by bit,
I am
drowning in a
shallow water
of guilt.
I am upside
down and bombs
hugging my
tummy.
My breaths of
truth are mixing
with the water
of regret.
My head froze
on a very loop
that I will get
through.
A small voice
in the back
of my head
wants to end
this pain.
No one could
see me,
I was invisible
in a pond
full of fish.
Birds picking
on my flesh
without
contemplating
if I am still alive.
The sky is grey
like the
environment
of my being.
A/N
Hello, readers. I pray that we all get through this pandemic without suffering much.
Bonne nuit 🌸
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White Stained Roses
PoetryA collection of poetry about love, pain, misery and hurdles of life. A way of escape through words into the skies of freedom, above the clouds ,where no one can reach me except the bridge of melody I've tried to add roses everywhere in my...
