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Nov 2018 · 186
Ghosts
Sara Hida Nov 2018
I live in a castle made of stones and iron
I built walls so high that i was trapped
No day light, no warmth
just me in the cold along with my demons and my ghosts
I'm dying to change my past
I'm ready to let it all behind
but i'm in chains, i'm burdened with my mistakes
he told me once to stop running
Now that I did, I locked my self
in a box, in a safe in hell
It was cold, but now its burning me alive
Nov 2018 · 116
A dream within a dream
Sara Hida Nov 2018
A mysterious sentiment crawls on my skin
screams loudly ' I live within'
I kept you during the night
i was there during thick and thin
so now that you woke up to the world
I'm hid like a mortal thing
left for trash collecters in the bin
this time i'll go, you'll want me back
but i won't look nor spin
my favorite deadly sin
Nov 2018 · 197
Possibilities
Sara Hida Nov 2018
Love is a result of an unknown chemistry
I don't love you because of something, I just do
The possibilities of us scare me,
you are intimidating
and I, compared to you, am invisible
All the scenarios in my head go down the same road
you overgrowing me, and I'm there left for pitty
Nov 2018 · 167
Timing
Sara Hida Nov 2018
Time is relatively different for all of us
I spend four hours trying to get out of bed
while he, takes two minutes to get up, get dressed and impress
I see the way you grasp time in the palm of your hands
its almost like you could touch it, and you do
you simply run your fingers on my skin
Nov 2018 · 124
Lost
Sara Hida Nov 2018
I saw my self in your eyes
i didn't like the way I looked
I fell for the you in disguise
suddenly, my faith was shook
and every step i took was leading me to you
my end
Nov 2018 · 431
His story
Sara Hida Nov 2018
There’s a story that only you know and it can never be told.
Secrets buried so deep that can never be unfold.
But my dear, your eyes leak of tragedy and sadness
Your heart beats for this world’s madness
You are a line, in a page, in a book, on a shelf that I can never reach.
It’s fine, some things are better left unknown.
You’re simple, just like quantum physics

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