the sun is shining out,
but the room is dark and blue,
the atmosphere is so painfully heavy,
with all the heartaches i've been through,
the outside world looks so alive,
while here is all cold and dead,
the light hurts my skin and eyes,
i'd rather stay in the dark instead.
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a hurricane of blues | poetry book 2 ✔
Poetry[ poetry and prose book 2 ] ❝you're so good at comforting others but who's comforting you?❞ a shelf of poems and proses containing the chaos and pain of heartache, loneliness, anger, grief, and sadness. s t a r t e d : f e b r u a r y 2 0 2 1 e n d...
