Samstag, 30. März 2019

broken words

black holes spinning
through my mind

black birds singing
'til they die

mumble, stumble,
fall and cry

humble question
tell me why

why is darkness everything I see
is there something that I'm missing

what does darkness even mean to me
will I ever be the one who's kissing

who's kissing the lips of the broken words

30.03.2019