Long I pause in front of this blank paper
Trying to write the words I'll tell you later
Thinking of the first word that I will say
Like a prayer to the sky, dark and gray.

A prisoner of infatuation,
Dived the ocean of imagination
But I am not Juliet's Romeo, sadly
Ruining what's built, ending it badly.

Filling the blank paper with shades of black,
Pinch of emotion to cover the lack
The sweetness you show won't make it better
For I write lies instead of love letters.
© uwak