Raining days make the soil loosen,
Bugs rushing to be hidden,
Thinking of you is not a burden,
Loving you is what i couldn't.
Confession is not a problem,
Self-deception is still a mayhem
Faces of you eroding my mind,
Rather to make my eyes blind.
Blocked by shadows in the dark,
An empty heart, not even a spark.
Sadness and emptiness like no one cared,
Left only to be lonely, hopeless and scared.
Today is here, yesterdays gone
Feelings are back and coming on strong.
A look at the future that lies ahead,
A ray of hope and sunshine instead.
About Me
- desperado
- a problematic student with high expectation. brilliant but lazy causes bereft of dignity. still searching the missing pieces in his life.
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