I write a poem

I write a poem

In the middle of the night

The blanket sucks

It lets the cold touch my skin

My bones, my heart

I write a poem

Because I don’t know what to do

You stop replying over months

Used to have late night convos

But now it’s just me in the darkside of the screen

I write a poem

To whisper sparkle of missing you

I wanna say it loud into a song

Into the every ears of the world

Feels strange, used to do it together

I write a poem

I am frustrated

I am lost

I am sorry

I pushed you away

I write a poem

Smiling on my own

Play the tune you love

Replay the jokes you throw

The worst, read our old convos

I write a poem

I am sick of you

I wanna forget you

I hate you

Yet I don’t know the reason

I write a poem

I can feel nothing on you sometimes

My heart is already cold

Of atmosphere you bring me

But you set me on fire too sometimes

And I burned

Warm before; black after

I write a poem

What is wrong with me

What should I do with this feelings

I write a poem