Star Chaser Poem by Ronnel Belizar

When I first saw you,

the dark sky became blue,

this sadness dismember

happiness is what i remember..



Through the dark hours of my life,

never end up being happy,

sadness tears me by Knife,

I always feel being empty...



Everyone have wings,

though they are a bit unseen,

in order to grip this feelings,

should I make Myself clean?



Farewell, my precious days,

farewell, my precious place,

goodbye will give an important meaning,

making myself sing...