The End
I know this feeling ...
Like a metal rusting ...
Like a thread pulling apart with every pull ...
Like a stone eroding to soil ..
I have felt this wind blow more times than I can remember ...
I feel the sun dawning ...
Maybe I just can't hold my breathe inside this water , I am drowning ...
Like a climax of a play , I see curtains closing ...
The feeling like an end of a day ...
No more light, just darkness ...
My love lays cold as snowman , alone ,cold ...
Like ice , melting ...
Like a leaf turning from ever green to brown and brittle ...
How are you so blind with eyes so big ?
You starve my heart of you...
Copyright © Wilkins Sikazwe | Year Posted 2024
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