Shiny rain from the sky Your sorrow falling on me The proper signal to whom, you think In your suffering will intercede But a comet merely caresses the atmosphere Unless going straight to the ground Where I hang around Until I disappear
Poetry
Absurdity
Victim of my own absurdity I'm slowly fading away Giving way to clarity As light vanishes with the day Time has run out Night has come out
Heartsore
Let your heart emerge for what you believe Let your mind be blown and never grieve Let your eyes stare at the rising sun Let'em stare, stare until they go blind Don't ban yourself from happiness Don't beg anyone, it's your business It starts inside your soul Use a mirror, tell yourself to grow So don't keep silence…Read more Heartsore