I am still breathingA Poem by Dyla EmilyOnce in a while, it's hard to breath.
I am just an emotionally wrecked person.
My heart had fallen into broken pieces. The color of my blood has gotten thicker. My face is getting pale. My stomach is getting flat. The foods are not healthy anymore. The chocolate is not as delicate as it was to my mouth. My eyes can see almost no light. The day is getting shorter. So I sleep longer. No more sweet dream. I'm scared of wishing. The stars are not so bright as it used to be, when I'm scared of the dark. My ear are numb, you have to call me more than 7 times. I took a long breath and let go. See at the mirror and I saw nobody. I'm a missing piece from this world. Should I make a u-turn or should I speeding the car? Until I have no more fear to be screamed of and say, this is my life and I go through it. Tomorrow the sun will rise and I can feel the heat. Laugh like The deaf is looking at it. © 2015 Dyla Emily |
StatsAuthorDyla EmilyMalaysiaAboutI am a peace loving person and always become an intermediator between two emotionally confused parties. I love cats but I don't keep them at my place. I love to be loved, I love my family and always a.. more..Writing
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