By not listening
to the voiceless,
I was hurting myself.
Taking off the
golden ring-
to become a monk.
Crunching the leaves
of ginkgo-
to remember my eternal pains.
Time to pack your
nothings. Intrigue has
endorsed the white lies.
When I become unknown to
you, will you erase the
scars of the sunset?
Aug 22, 2018
Aug 22, 2018 at 8:55 PM UTC
By not listening
to the voiceless,
I was hurting myself.
Taking off the
golden ring-
to become a monk.
Crunching the leaves
of ginkgo-
to remember my eternal pains.
Time to pack your
nothings. Intrigue has
endorsed the white lies.
When I become unknown to
you, will you erase the
scars of the sunset?