I kept staring at the ceiling
Keep on thinking what is this feeling
So heavy and it pulls me down
but can't show them my frown.
At night I cried
but in daylight you see me smile
but inside i already died
that all of my actions was just a lie.
I kept on asking
if i give up what would it be?
i kept thinking
should i live or die and flee.
A light shines
but a little bit fading
the fire was out of lightning
fall out of darkness scared and so frightening.
Grab his hand
in his arms you will land
Is he your savior?
or another person who will slap you your failure?
hi guys? it's been a long time im trying to make a story poem but looks like i cant