tears rolling down and into my mouthand face turning red with fearlips began to quiveras the cloud of thoughts covered me
the scene in front of my eyes was not unsettlingbut certainly a beautiful sunsetyet i felt like a part of me was going downthat was when i could no longer change the fate
Written on- February 19,2025; 7:34pm.
This poem is part of "Fire in My Dreamland: A Poetry Series". I remember standing on a roof in march 2024, away from the town and just staring at the sunset thinking about my future. I couldn't help but cry how i lost in a battle that was meant to secure my future. Every time i look at a sunset now, i;m reminded of the day when my dream was taken away.