A fallen soul

CurioSity A common thrill, completely frozen still. But only in my mind. undesirable novelty, helpless curiosity read my full poem https://vocal.media/stories/curiosity-0423tq0ms6

The simple colour black, Simplicity as its peak but means so much It doesn't show or tell us anything But we seem to understand as such I look at the night sky And the pupil of my eye Just to know they're both just as deep But I failed to imagine

YOU LEFT MY WAY? You left my way To make a better day You left on that day To make a better stay You left on that stay To make a batter today You left on today To make a better stray You left by a betray To make a better sway To make a better s