That chasm
Why is it that after we have gone to Cloud 9, we cry?
Is that how happiness' cycle goes?
Isn't it okay if we still feel that same feeling even clock ticks infinitely?
I am used to play puns and anagrams
I often use words to construct your very parts
But why can't I do a structure of my own
I don't know why I am uttering letters of vain
Sometimes,I am shaking my head to free myself from my version of martyrdom
But I can't help it
Call me "Hopeless" but I'm drowned in deep waters
As always I'm grasping for any thread so I could hold
my breathe or the assurance or even just a promisory note
But I have no privilege to ask so I know I'll take a plea for you to see me
With palms attached right before my chest,
I'll exclaim those words you long to hear from her
Not to please you
But,
I want to unlock the cage of the flock of deceased affection I hid for many months that I am thinking about how you been doing.
Is that how happiness' cycle goes?
Isn't it okay if we still feel that same feeling even clock ticks infinitely?
I am used to play puns and anagrams
I often use words to construct your very parts
But why can't I do a structure of my own
I don't know why I am uttering letters of vain
Sometimes,I am shaking my head to free myself from my version of martyrdom
But I can't help it
Call me "Hopeless" but I'm drowned in deep waters
As always I'm grasping for any thread so I could hold
my breathe or the assurance or even just a promisory note
But I have no privilege to ask so I know I'll take a plea for you to see me
With palms attached right before my chest,
I'll exclaim those words you long to hear from her
Not to please you
But,
I want to unlock the cage of the flock of deceased affection I hid for many months that I am thinking about how you been doing.
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