The constant numbness,
Hitting straight to my bones,
And the only thing I can feel,
The heavy weight of emptiness.
The state of mind: allure,
A rainy day with hot summer Sun,
With tears of powdered sugar,
Unfinished songs of trance.
Can I fall out of my arms,
They're feeling ever so sore.
You see stars inside the sea,
And I want to swim with the moon.
May 2, 2015
May 2, 2015 at 4:20 PM UTC
The constant numbness,
Hitting straight to my bones,
And the only thing I can feel,
The heavy weight of emptiness.
The state of mind: allure,
A rainy day with hot summer Sun,
With tears of powdered sugar,
Unfinished songs of trance.
Can I fall out of my arms,
They're feeling ever so sore.
You see stars inside the sea,
And I want to swim with the moon.
The night I turned 17.
© 2015 Izzah Batrisyia
