go with the wind
feel the strength in its current,
don't look back
cause they won't
remember you,
a few days from now
only you will feel
the weight of the rain
and the tears that run
down your cheeks.
YOU ARE READING
Vulnerable
PoetryBe careful to whom you give your heart; they don't have to be perfect, but they need to be consistent in how they apply themselves through the right efforts. I, of mind, body, and spirit am vulnerable. Once a woman who thought that happiness was bro...
