her

Photo by Joe Green from Unsplash

as i sit down on the floor
with a black dog blocking the door
it’s like i’m looking in a mirror
i thought i am the author
but, she also is the actor
she has played a part
there’s nothing i can do to restart
slowly, i lost my heart
because she makes me fight
whatever plight
to keep the light

she sees me breathing
give me a chance to resting
and i keep staring
to the keys that dangling in her hand
she is smiling as if she understands
i am hiding my sigh know this will not end
it’s hard to find it when you knew it
in the end, you try to get along with
you may lose the spirit
but, you don’t have to quit

it’s easy to say about it
when you can out of your mind a bit

an hour without a conversation
she still doing her observation
while i wish for salvation
all the love that i’ve had down
in the frozen ground
i see the pain spreading in my veins
i want her to lift away
but, she stays as long as i stay
and i have no more word to say

Published by widviani

A girl who loves to read, write, and listen to music. Also, she finds simple pleasure by seeing the sunset on her rooftop while drinking a cup of lukewarm coffee and listening to her favourite songs. Basically, she just a simply complicated person.

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