Poem

An Eternal Supernova

22.04 Mettia Indar Pratami 0 Comments


I got a scar
shot by a gigantic star.
Keeping this flaw
As deeper as it can claw.

Getting numb,
Getting dumb.
Scratching the tears,
Repeating for years.

My heart is aching.
My brain stops working.

I’m dying for an hour,
For glaring the famishment,
Tasting bitter and sour.

You cannot tell,
Whether I’m on the hill or in hell.
Since it’d be the same
Since it’d be the same.

I’m bleeding,
I’m bleeding,
I’m bleeding.




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