Making lark of my own misery,
My sorrow lurking right behind me,
You drew saturn around my scars and I let it be,
Your last words felt like swords,
I heard old haunts echoing between guitar chords,
It was you all along running around my brittle words,
I’m yearning here all alone with my chest stabbed with your swords.
Sintang, March 12th 2021
Author’s Biodata :
Agustina Agustin Anggraini is a college student in University of Tanjungpura Pontianak, writing is one of her favorite things to do. She lives in Oevang Oeray street, number 5 of Gang Rahmat in Sintang, West Kalimantan. Ria is what people usually called her on daily basis, she can be contacted via Email aanggrariani8@gmail.com or Whatsapp 0895354859599 and her Instagram @ aaa.ria.