Farewell, night princess – K.B

Farewell, night princess.

 
Was it a fake promise,
That kiss ?

That footstep you
Set on my soil,

Was it a mirage?

It’s already fading,

O Gosh, my hopes
Were sky rocketing
Again
Under the hysterical
Strain
Like a station with
No train to wait for.

Too weak in the cold,
Too weak with
Medication.

The creation
Is pushing
In every direction.

I will join my tomb,
Foggy headed
With my painkillers,
Drenched into madness
Because I dared to write.

 

 

K.B

 

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