It stands in front
O! runt
It calls me
Can I destroy your towering height?
Is it my curse? asks me
A new day, a new war
With a new weapon, it kills me today
I wonder if I am alive or just breathing
The song of my life plays in the background
Sounds like cacophony,
I desired a melody
Cacophony is my song, my melody
With open arms I have embraced as it settles in my being
You came and showered me with love and care
Loneliness is round the corner with a crease
Ready to murder the love
I will fight only to lose
As I see you sally out
Who is going to buy me a rose?
A rose that would rest on my beloved grave of hope
I crave
To be loved again
Will you? asks me
My core shouts
As it is left unloved.
It's tragic, dark, but still beautiful. And as for love, no one is left unloved until they close themselves to it. There's always another version of unloved, read mine.
ReplyDeleteSuper like...the unfinished sentences create a sense of unknown.
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