You rip out my heart but why am I not dead?
Is a person's heart still beating after death?
Your voice bittersweet
A poison to my heart
Just like a critical hit,
It gives pain in my head
When you fall on the ground, when you gaze up at the sky,
You lie down and watch the sunlight
Just like the rising sun,
I look past yesterday and today
For I am always moving on tomorrow
Just like the rising sun,
I try to stay alive for another day
For our hardships are endless but not eternal
My ribcage is empty,
My heart long frozen
But just like the rising sun,
I look forward towards tomorrow
It's painful,
It's tiring,
It's sorrowful...
But not eternal
YOU ARE READING
A Never Ending Dream
PoetryThe loving kiss of death The cold touch of darkness Where is the hope I'm searching for? Your sweet little kisses Your gentle touch Ah, there it is... [Just a bunch of poems I wrote]
