Nostalgia

Remember the time, 

when it was insane. 

Cuddling the wind, 

walking on the stars.

 I didn't mean to be sinned.

Lost in the dance of unspoken scars. 

Remember the time, 

when it was insane. 

Where I say, 

that wasnt the game, 

Maybe it's not the time to play, 

Maybe I shouldn't dance,

while the blood is bleeding out, 

That's begging me to stop,

but all I want is a nice dance.. 

Remember the time, 

when it was insane

Now, the floor is stained,

and the music slowly fades,

The stars don’t shine the way they did,

The wind is cold against my skin.

I wish this could be my last win. 

- by Prerna Diwan