staring at
the sky, pink-blue
that just
cried its eyes out, dark-maroon
emptiness
from the inside, don’t know what to do
close my eyes
or hide inside my room
i cry in veil
as the man
cut my wings
the defeat
led to my feet
his actions,
his words
still haunts
my existence
should i stay
or die?
About- This poem is about loneliness that i penned looking at pink-blue sky and instead of feeling love all i could do was question my existence and this feeling is scary.
