Once long ago
High above the clouds
I lived
Falling, falling
Falling, back down
Just a scrape. Just a bruise.
My heart
Above the clouds
I try to go along
I lived. Once.
Fear took over
Just a fall
Hit back
I shot up again
Above the clouds
I fell for him
Hard, hitting the ground
More pain.
Dusting off, I live
Weak and hurt
More and more
The air is crisper
The ground is hurt
I am hurt
The girl
The small princess
shivering, hurt and alone
Three years, alone.
The small princess
Me
Live again
Not above the clouds
Here, with a knight
Nineteen years
I am broken
I am lost
Twenty years
Loved
Finally living
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Poem Book
PoetryThis is just a random collection of poems that I have written. Some are long, some are short, some are just random. There will be some that are happy, some are very depressing.
