Fall with my back first.
My hands are reaching.
But the darkness surrounds me.
My vision blurry, but the most clear vision existed.
I yell and yell, but nobody can hear me anymore.
Sad eyes staring at me.
I'm falling into oblivion.
My own oblivion.
When everything I used to be is only a picture into the others' minds.
Like a warm but the most coldest sheet, it surrounds my aching body.
The deadly pain fades into the most comfortable pain yet experienced.
Falling into oblivion.
Into something forgotten.
My dear, what did your face look like?
And your voice, how did it sound like?
The small, sneaking melody of everything I used to love, how was it again?
Because I'm falling.
Falling with fear.
Falling with anger.
Falling with joy.
Falling with sadness.
Falling with everything I know but leaving it behind.
Stripping off my clothes and my shell.
I got no eyes, no mouth, no ears anymore.
Only myself.
I fall, and fall.
When will I crash?
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~Poems~
PoetryI have always loved writing poems, so I'll post some of them here! Hope you'll like them!
