Look at the sky turning purple and pink for me,
with clouds hovering under,
it is about to rain....
oh it is about to shower,
My weak, drained eyes trace the sky, the stars,
absorbing its beauty as if it will vanish tomorrow,
As if the beauty is temporary...
The lights casting over the walls of my bedroom,
whisper secrets to me in a language I don't know and yet can feel...
A summer evening, a cozy feeling,
Yet my soul fails to witness
the entirety of its grace, it's wonder,
Because it's trapped...
It's trapped in a life
I never wished to enter
and yet here I am...
Being a slave to the demons in my mind,
Forcing myself to feel everything is fine...
but it isn't... it never was...
And so I wished to the stars one thing,
For me as i held my sorrows within,
I wished for a place to rest my eyes,
to rest my soul, for it to cry,
And there it was, with open arms,
with softest smile and colours so warm,
Saying "cry as long and as much you want,
for rain will hide your demons that haunt"...
The sky turned purple and pink today,
For me... Just for me...
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Look at the sky turning purple and pink for me, with clouds hovering under…
