• words_of_lasya 15w

    As day comes to end, night slowly embraced in clam n stillness,
    I stare at those empty eyes, craving for those shimmering hope,
    Lifeless figure stare back at me, engulfed in pain, feeling numb at its own clinical gaze.
    My heart clenched to see those tired trembling lips trying to curve up.
    As I press eyes shut, I try to self proclaim, a sigh let's out of disbelief!
    still I cling to motion of not letting suavities douse the fire inside you!
    Coz deep down, I know storm is not over yet...
    As night ages, my soul ingites to reach its highest. Phoenix raises to fly.
    Yet, chained down by judgemental eyes!!!

    Burning Soul!
    ©words_of_lasya