My heart is locked up inside with so much pain
Without anything to explain
As i grew older, people's hearts grew colder and colder
Without any order
I find myself in solitude
Without anything to lose
My soul is forever not glistening
Without anyone listening
How many lifetimes does it take?
Before i break
Before i threw myself in a lake
I always wonder about my life
because it's full of strife
Enough to take a life
My afterlife is full of black
making myself lose track
My existence is full of loss
without a toss
i wonder the world in a dress full of black
Black as the night sky
Beneath a lie
Black as my soul
it's taking a toll
Revealing myself in the dark
Black as my heart
About the Creator
Deana Contaste
I enjoy writing poetry, stories, and creating art in general, but I also try to survive in the world like every other human being.
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