Post #5065

I lay on my bed laying all my worries together, Drenched in tears wondering why I cry, Feeling a rush inside me so powerful, Still feeling weak to give it a try, I'm so alone in this huge crowd, In a vibrant rainbow a depressed monochrome, I have stayed within four walls my whole life, But my mind leaps miles in search for a home. I go to the garden with little girls everyday, They pick daisies and I pick abandoned wild grass, I'll ask my known ones to burn them with me when I die, So we live as meaningful ashes in a jar of brass. I pity the shooting stars for falling so hard, And dislike the clouds for having so much hate, They could have given the falling stars a hand, And helped them from hitting the bottom and kept them safe. I'm trying to pull these senseless fragments into one, Don't know if these fragments are of my thoughts or my heart, Rather than spending time and energy figuring it out, I'll act as the puppet in the show and play my part. #review #poetry #maans