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