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Jan 2019
Standing on the verge of pain
Watching my life curtain fall
Time lash my back with every
Step or trip taken by my soul

I just shiver when I know more
I just cry with every single lore
It really feels so cold

I see my silver thoughts give
And take
I watch my swelled wounds scream
And break
While rain of tears do what’s been
Told

My heart just creeps to realize
Why my beats set so many cries
Running
Falling
Getting to know how to cry
Failing all the words called ‘try’

Ripping off my life
Watching every piece just
Dive
While peace beg my bones
To strive

Its weird feelings
Weird to even consider
That I am the one who
Created it and made it be
While smiling to myself
Saying ‘I will be free’

What a lie
noha ramzy
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