• idyllic_soul 5w

    My temper like morning moon
    and evening sun,
    is switching moods and ruining fun
    My morning prayers losing rhymes
    Time's slipping away but it's fine
    The golden thread that embroidered the darkest of my nights
    Now losing its glint under the brightest of the lights
    Is there a way out of this abyss,
    i have been freefalling for eternity?
    I wish i could turn this bane to a bliss,
    for years i have been craving for sovereignty..