Puisi | Heroin

Sweet, intoxicating like wine in summer,

Relieving for every soul but painful,

Deadly like poison but healing like holly water,

Gorgeous like heaven but dreadful like hell.

 

You come, you hold my hand and you nail my heart,

I couldn't move, you are my world, you set me up,

You bring a string like goodness, with roses for all of that,

Your praises made me slept, I felt like a child that never grows up.

 

Now, I am sick, shivering every night,

How can I cry when my angel was gone?

I lose my heroin, my angel, my heart,

I sink in your soul, with all the sins and memories that we create.