I finally have what I want for the moment
I don’t reveal, even through art you just have to read
I am finally sitting down to the stars with doors wide open
Shedding tears of gratitude for having what I don’t need
I am weary of songs with words I heard before
So I gaze in silence as I can’t pray for more
With dreadful shame heavy on my back
I rest my case
There was nothing I did not lack
There was nothing I could not chase
still and all, there was nothing I cried out for
I have a million whispers for the luminous above
About rhapsody and loss and some about love
I seek forgiveness before it’s too late
I had to eat what the wolf served on a tempting plate
Lie to me until the moon becomes blue
As this is my last time with you
You are the worst at fooling my heart
But you are the best thing for my art
- Author: Readership Blues (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 26th, 2023 13:04
- Category: Special occasion
- Views: 6
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