• l_stargazer 9w

    There's no us
    yet I feel broken
    you are not mine
    yet I feel like dying
    the facade is waning
    so, I asked time to bid
    let me worn-out,
    be overtired,drain
    my chaotic mind
    sap, exhaust
    my tattered being—
    just like how a river
    runs dry in summer,
    just like how trees
    lost their leaves
    for winter,
    just like how flowers
    withered, dried
    when plucked
    and left to die