A Poem : "Why"
The sun rises and sets without asking firstlead the moon forcing every soul to be quietThe earth still rotates to the centerdoesn't bother to care if another fate has anchoredOne second is enough to turn wind aroundSometimes clues were given,and sometimes they weren'tBut same creatures keep appearingas if tell that clues are only illusionEvery single direction seems promisingalthough it gives warning from beginningThe first step will be roughsecond step, third step, and so onKeep wandering is the only choiceEven trailblazers are scared to think of whytill there's nothing left but sigh
-Me at midnight
I'm not in good mood to write as usual. But it seems like being nocturnal gives some poetic vibes. Lol. Just want to post it tho~
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