// 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓼𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓭𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓶 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓼 //

On days like this I would look back
and remember those cold sights
under these twinkling lights
which once lifted my lips
bearing the storm in my mind.

On nights like this I forget
all those warmth I never felt
being your perfect naive friend
shivering in the pointy loneliness
without even a single hug or talk.

Oh these days make me gulp.
Why not? When I lost it all
trying to be who I was not.
I wipe away the streams
which makes me see blank reality.

These nights aren't whole for me
without all my silent words
that I could never whisper aloud
in fear of my own torturous guilt
and the luv dub in some corner.

I fear these days and nights
for they won't let me escape
from all these endless dreams.
Alas! I can now see they are
nothing but honey dripped tears.

~Rosie