Victory
colours paint the sky
flowers, a lot of glowing flowers
I’m staring at for hours,
until sunlight whishes goodnight.
pink roses with thorns shining,
tears stained on its stems, like glitter,
looking at the silhouette in the mirror,
vision refining.
hours after hours behind,
sun comes up, I start to see,
but the weather’s turning gloomy,
for victory I’m not designed.
© Dorothea.S
flowers, a lot of glowing flowers
I’m staring at for hours,
until sunlight whishes goodnight.
pink roses with thorns shining,
tears stained on its stems, like glitter,
looking at the silhouette in the mirror,
vision refining.
hours after hours behind,
sun comes up, I start to see,
but the weather’s turning gloomy,
for victory I’m not designed.
© Dorothea.S