Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

The rain from outside thunders in my stomach,
   It feels like a dagger stabbing me.

 I tried to undo
   Everything that went wrong, 
  There's no turning back...
   When love is already gone,
   It's a loneliness that strangles your air.

The rain outside has collected my tears,
    Dripping all over the cities
   To wet the streets.

   The heart is a wound
   From which my scars emerge,
  I thought demons could
  Be good humans around.