My Unforgiven Regrets Poem by Raven Yang

I'm empty though knowledge is full of my head
I'm waiting for an impossible kindest reply
I keep on apologizing and that's actually nothing
I don't want to feel, and you're unforgiving.

I know you would never be interested in a little raven's poem
Of whom is so young and wanting to arrive the moon
She is so different and youth is a hard time
Faked nostalgia and poems without a rhyme.

Not every "thank you" have a kind sweet reply
As well not every "sorry" is accepted and you forgave
I'm doing a bad thing that would cause my own demise.

I repeat and retell how sorry I have been
As you ignore all of them and never let me in
I'm a foreigner on you road and I even left no sigh
But I'm dying to forget.

I can't let all the unpleasant moments go
And easily I forget everything that made me smile
I'm born to feel the sores in my life, and I continue recall.

I'm just another raven flew from the wheat field
I'm the youngest one and from a faraway land
inexperienced little one of a fragile soul
I'm a no one or just the dust in the sunset.

Ignoring my existence and ignite my mind
Life is like the wind running on the drying sand
I feel I did everything wrong just because I'm existing
Every breath is cheating and every day is fading.

My feathers are black
And you can't see me in the dark.
But...

I'm afraid of light and I'm only a girl with raven hair
Spoken a different language and I belong to nowhere
surrounded by cheerful figures and surrounding by sunshine
Glistening teardrops on the eyelashes makes me barely rise.

Even one more second is unbearable if I stay
I stare outside, imagining while sit in the backseat
Maybe I'm the creature of the silent deep night
requiems for the sundown and dancing in the moonlight.

I look straight on the burning sun and I'll be with you
Dear sun I'll running into your huge embrace
and put out the everlasting fire of all my regret
Let me burning and let me feel nothing
Slipping into the void and I'm burning,
Every sunspot and burning wind by my side, lying.

Or throw me into the black hole,
as I looked into my galaxy for the last time
I will fading while remembering my final glance
With a twisted space I would see no lights
That would be ten of your eyes
That would be a hundred of your faces
That would be a thousand of your hugs
That would be a million of your words which calm me down.

And I'm break into pieces of colliding rays
And I won't feel sad and empty anymore, my invisible friend.