I believe,
The night sky is a domain of wishes
Shooting stars are wished upon
At the cost of another's dying dreams
Believe me,
I have tried to drown my grief
Like an evil surprise
That we push down
Wishing it never to reveal itself
But my eyes are the doors to my soul,
Drowned ruins as far as they can see
Black thunder clouds hum heavily
The sky asundered at the boundary line
My body descends to the depths
With a void inside my chest
Memories play,
Drowning in the tumultuous waves
Cherry blossoms float adrift on the surface
The scent of hope wafts to me
Like the drowning man I am
In the emotional reflection of my soul.
May 31, 2020
May 31, 2020 at 8:52 PM UTC
I believe,
The night sky is a domain of wishes
Shooting stars are wished upon
At the cost of another's dying dreams
Believe me,
I have tried to drown my grief
Like an evil surprise
That we push down
Wishing it never to reveal itself
But my eyes are the doors to my soul,
Drowned ruins as far as they can see
Black thunder clouds hum heavily
The sky asundered at the boundary line
My body descends to the depths
With a void inside my chest
Memories play,
Drowning in the tumultuous waves
Cherry blossoms float adrift on the surface
The scent of hope wafts to me
Like the drowning man I am
In the emotional reflection of my soul.
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