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Sevda Jan 2019
the moon feeds on my tears
every night as it appears
i fear it gets stronger
the moon feeds on my tears

the sun feeds on my fears
every day i can barely look
as it comes up and shines brighter
the sun feeds on my fears

the stars are my friends
they help me hide every sunrise
to hide from the merciless sun
the stars are my friends

every constellation chases me
they chase me as i hop between the planets
i cannot get away from mercury
mercury and how it hurts me

no one helps me
the stars laugh at my misery
the moon, the sun and the stars
i'm afraid i'll disappear tonight
Sevda Jan 2019
i chase the sun.
it burns,
as all good things do.
but you told me to keep going.

i keep going
after the sun.
i do not look at the moon;
for you told me it is deceptive.

i burn and burn
even after i am nothing but ashes.
the moon
looks so captivating now.

it whispers
that you lied to me.
you were a fool, it tells me.
i burn in my love.

i burn til i am nothing but a heart.
Sevda Jan 2019
everyone has a wound
visible or not
****** or not
whether you care or not

a few dots on her arm
and a scratch right on your head
coldness where i'm supposed to feel warm
where my tears are shed

where no one can sense the harm
except me, through the dark shining red
me being the only one i can alarm
to you, always being misled
Sevda Jan 2019
it always hurts more with insistence
life is easier when you accept co-existence
lonely you'll be even if you join the resistance
nevertheless, we will stay this once

empty hearts always fall out first
silently you'll cry, can't be nursed
suddenly, you'll want to destroy our distance
Sevda Jan 2019
the world stood against me
it was never easy
to defend my existence
with your evergrowing distance
as you stood against me
Sevda Jan 2019
I learned to hate the sunshine
after you loved me like the moon
after you lied that you're fine

I learned to hate the sunshine
after it woke me up every day
to a world
where you'll never give me a sign

sunshine itself asked me to
hate it when
one day I had to watch your life
from a sideline

and I know you loved the sunshine
but you never asked
if the sunshine loves you

— The End —