• mathilde 9w

    Waiting in the abyss

    I can never rewrite what happened,
    Nor can ever grow the shrub of happiness,
    In the dark abyss i lie,
    Watching others bid goodbye...

    It's colourless,
    Timeless, invisible to the naked eye,
    It is called the feelings
    That sometimes are numbed in my mind...

    The seamless moon glowing in the night sky,
    Hidden back in the twilight zone,
    Should I be happy or sad ?
    because i was the chosen one ?

    Happiness and bliss were now dead children,
    Sleeping forever felt like a dream.
    Now i lay in the bed of thorn,
    Waiting for my life to be taken away by the gream...