Poetry 02

Bye and Welcome

I've passed these years hugging teardrops

I broke my old fake happiness mask to use the real one

I said "bye.."

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This girl is walking along the stream of blood, making some random movement

Breathing the fresh air and listen to her heartbeat

Freedom is letting her fall to other arms

Now, spontaneous is running to me, faster

Where do it come from? I don't know, it's waving hand, smiling with cringy expression

I wonder If I familiar to this type of energy

It feels like you are the same person In different body

Your soul sparks the same light I used to see

At the day, sun is brighter and sky turns off cloudy mode

The darkness go away and give my shadows back

The warmness kisses me softly

Waking me up from a long slumber

Mr. Nightmare is gone, and you treat me like your home

You say "welcome.."

–Post-Process of healing–