Wednesday, March 21, 2018

SILHOUETTE

Throw away the paper
Throw away the ink
I’ve thrown away the words
They don’t mean anything
Hostile in darkness
Spells and enchantments
Working on perfect
Chasing lights for silhouette

Closer to dreams
Climbing ropes in between
Dragging the weight, was never meant to
Holding hands with enemy
I’ve been on the rough patch
Standing on the edge
Little pieces of broken sun
Showering light on my silhouette

Crashes of the thunders
Causing sounds of roar
Little painting in my room was tilted, is now lying on floor
Somehow air will just move around, dirt in the ocean will dry
I'll hold me when it’s time to go and coddle my soul
Coz the light will come to me shining my silhouette.

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