I'm freezing cold and empty
oh, the days before you came
now my memories are all back again
I try to pass through the gate of sleep
the stars changing into darkness
the sleepless eyes
inside my head lives an old scene
I watch the storm go through my mind
today I offer all myself to this
I tried to make it go away
I've lost track of logial thinking
... I shoot myself
and my blood tells all
now it is the most devine
freed from my thoughts
my words are cold
my scars remind me
the past is real
I tried...
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2 comments:
I really liked this poem, very nice.
Wow.. This was really good! I liked the part about the gates of sleep, well said. And also the part about how our scars remind us of the past.
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