A dying little leaf..A Poem by A daytime shooting starGuess, having a problem with your closest friend is even worse than love itselfLike a falling little leaf Floating in the air, then reaching the ground
Dying slowly & silently.. The green color of it life starts fainting and becoming pale little by little Even when I feel like I am prepared for anything Even when I say that I am used to it My chest is hurting.. will it stop already? I wonder if the day you walk by my side & ignore that trembling shadow of me, will come soon.. The day I act to be strong again.. Yeah, it's a very familiar scene for me But, I wonder why I don't want you to be the one on it
"Tears fall" Do they make me feel any better anyways? I am not able to hold them back.. how stupid and miserable ! Guess, the fault was and still always mine.. Hmmm, maybe I am just blaming myself, and maybe not.. They say I am a great person, then they leave
What's the point of it? I truly I'm confused about it Why am I always like this? Should I stop talking forever? Stop dragging my heart into new relationships? Go deaf or blind? Just like that little agonized leaf.. I wonder why I can't move, why I'm losing my breath as always.. (nothing changed) Am I really good enough? Why do I feel torn.. can't focus.. "Heart aching" What am I even doing right now? Guess, I am still that bad, cuz.. I think I am strong enough to surpass it Sometimes, this one thing makes me feel like I don't deserve being by anybody's side It's better for me to live alone, it's more peaceful.. I guess.. So just like thay dying little leaf.. That the wind will take away without leaving any mark of it on the ground.. I wonder if the trace she left on that big tree will bloom with it soul.. Again.. One day..
© 2018 A daytime shooting star |
Stats
129 Views
Added on February 17, 2018 Last Updated on April 11, 2018 AuthorA daytime shooting starthe place where shooting stars are born inAboutThis account is just a place where can I feel free writing about my depression or my happiness unconsciously. I actually do write everything in here a few minutes before spreading it out, so those.. more..Writing
|