elegi

A Theather
Dec 8, 2020

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on my bare-face
but on lipstick
bit filter
. let me
. let you know

how I only sneak
behind my curtain
’cause my anxiety
seeing sunrise
. I envy
. . you
walking to
the only door I have
for
these past months

. I get bored
I’m talking
with
my own self
everyday, unwillingly

. I have nobody
being frustrated
anger
dealing with
people and works

. I’m full
. of tiredness
finally
going home
for I lose
my half soul

. I grieve
going back
to start over

. I am dying

still
I am alive
I laugh
I let it stay
I let it be normal
. on my half soul

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A Theather
A Theather

Written by A Theather

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