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Holla ciella Jul 2018
Sun is fading,
Night’s cold gripping my skin.
Where did they go?
The moon that used to accompany me through those broken window is gone.
I’ve been waiting and waiting,
Wishing she’ll come back and talk to me.
The ground and the flowers that i used to laid my body on, is burning.
Where did they go?
Sun and the hopes that i thought was there.
Now im sitting here,
In the middle of nowhere,
Thinking each way to go.
Stuck in between a soul that needs it home but hurtfull at the same time.
The moon might told me that i should go back. That’s why it didn’t showed anymore. But why would i? Why would i go back when everything seems so blurry yet so exhausting.
Why would i go back if it feels like trapped and lost?
Just,
Why?
Holla ciella Jun 2018
"I thought you were fine."
They said.
But darling,
do you ever see me laughing,
without a bunch of emptiness on my eyes?
Do you ever ask me,
what am i doing?
Do you ever notice the heavy breath that filled my lungs?
The silence that screams for a help?
Oh,
Darling,
how do you describe something with your eyes closed? .
Holla ciella Jun 2018
She’s on fire.
A burden soul.
Like a great fire that singe the whole town.
She doesn’t know how to get out of it.
That’s why she died burned.
Holla ciella Jun 2018
One day, you won’t recognize her.
You won’t recognize those small black eye that getting smaller as her lips begin to smile.
You won’t recognize that laugh that used to be in those closed lips.
She’ll become a stranger.
A body that trapped by the pain.
A soul that screams for a help but never get helped.
A lonely soul who left with nothing but ignorance.
You won’t recognize the skin full of scars that used to touch, hold and used to hug you when she’s the one who need it the most.
She used to light like a child nevertheless.
But it didn’t help.
Her light is gone,
Blown by the wind,
That they called darkness.
Holla ciella Jun 2018
I want to be like the moon.
It’s accompany people who can’t sleep.
Embrace those tired soul that need to be kept.
She’s never afraid. She’s beautifully strong.
even when the dark cloud seemed to seize her,
She’s shine still.
A proof that darkness isn’t always about emptiness and anger.
Alone but still beautiful.
I want to be like the moon,
She’s the one who avoid people from being alone.
Nobody know what she’s doing behind that cloudy sky.
Maybe she’s crying,
Maybe she’s dying,
Or maybe she’s sleeping.
All that matter is,
She’s still pretty, extremelly breathtaking with her light.
Even without the stars around her.
Holla ciella Jun 2018
the anger,
the sadness,
the broken legs and the broken heart,
drowning in my body.
like the blood in my veins.
the heartbeat that keeping me alive.
stars that filled the night sky.
it won't leave me alone.
make my sky look beautiful even i have no place to breath.
it hurts, for sure.
but at least,
i know they'll never leave.
not like them who leave me with nothing but emptiness and the anger who become stronger.
at least i know,
i have a friend,
called the emptiness. A dangerouos emptiness.
Holla ciella Nov 2017
i can't even imagine a day without you.
it must be so lonely without you here.
it must be feels like, a year without a sun.
dark.
lost.
and i hope i'll be okay.
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