Nothings...

At midnight I am hearing..

Nothing...

In the end I am waiting

New legend is comming

No way . No reason . Anything

Ocean is running

Cold sun is flying

End stage I am going

No hope . No dreams . Nothings

The winter kill the spring

Here I am not breathing

Everythings become nothings

Again . I am writing

Really I am not resisting

The mythical story is ending .

© 2018 Sanaa Najim