The night sky, is the best time to write poetry.
Writing openly, reminds me of the stars that shines potently.
The divine feelings feels electric…
All I ever wanted, was acceptance.
The rock and roll fire, inside that is ringing;
It makes me feel as if I am dreaming.
The electric feelings that I experienced last night was chilling, because the love I need is still so distant.
Perhaps I am strong alone, all along.
Writing poetry, and keeping strong.