Have you ever felt
your comfortable bed as
the only place you thought
you were going to rest
you were going to
put everything behind
you were going to
close your eyes and relax
becoming the place where
you can't even sleep
the place where
memories strangled your neck
the place where
your mind wanders during the night
Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 9:47 AM UTC
never good in poems
nor sad songs
but what else the world offers
to a sad soul
other than writing it down
as we feel a little fresh air
never good in handling sadness
i used to run
run away
that i can never see myself frowned
the more i run
i realize
the more i gave more salts
to my little wounds
I'm here facing my sadness
recover my sounds
with no fears
of willing to get myself hurt
I'm here
writing sadness down
Feb 22, 2018
Feb 22, 2018 at 10:54 AM UTC
the mind that never sleeps
i hope there is a better remedy
better than those times i close my eyes and run away from the reality i am heading
i hope there is a better remedy
better than those moments we realize we aren't sane and know exactly what is the right way to go
yet my mind does not sleep
yet even if i close my eyes my minds can not stop revolving
lucky is the soul that able to sleep longer than what they actually need
lucky is the soul that prefers reality than to sleep
yet what about
the mind that never sleeps
Feb 22, 2018
Feb 22, 2018 at 8:01 AM UTC