Watching the cherry blossoms for the last time
Thinking of giving up on a long life
Enjoying the season of fall
While the trees just lost their loved ones
While I ire the beauty of their gravestones
Standing on the grave of memories
So much happened here, before me
The stars don't need me
They'll always be kind enough to give all their light away
Wandering souls
So many around the world
Will they be kind enough to let me in?
So much I lost
So much I lose everyday
Tried covering it up with a bit too much of everything
But the stabbering pain doesn't go away
And runs astray my remaining days
Thoughts even a witch can't curse you with
Fate that even Satan can't bestow
There's always a world war three going on
And the world runs too slow,
to wait for my fated perishment
I look at the faraway clouds
And think of being free
But what if I'm trapped in afterlife
And spend eternity,
Again in a cage?
I know many can make it through
And carry the best sack of stories
But to earn a place in this world
Can only help you glory?
I know it will make no one sad
So much less expenses and worries
But I wish you never sell my past
Everything I grew up with.

Comments (2)
been here man, beautiful poem
Thanks :blush: