Sunday, March 1, 2015

Homeless



When did the sun stopped delivering warmth?
When did red stopped being the symbol of fire?
I didn’t remember when this winter end,
But I do remember how it started.
It was when I heard a soft sound of a closed door
And woke up to a goodbye note left on the mirror

I didn’t recall how my heart got broken
Or how did my mind started to change its default mode to sullen
But this ache in my chest, they’re reacting to every spark ignited
To every memories unraveled
I waited to another letter, another words to live on
But there’s no more address to our home,
The streets are gone,
The bridges are burnt,
How come a series of your small steps out
End up being the destruction of my world?

Baby I've gone past blaming your leaving
Right now it's just a war for surviving
The world that gone colder without shelter 

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