Poets POV:
The upcoming parts I will be filling in were really emotional parts.... But otherwise, this one is called
Still
Silent mind
With a screaming heart
Hidden tears with bold imperfections
Windy breezes that blow my thoughts
and rainy nights that push my tears.
Perceptions of perfection and
consistent conception of unreal thought
Still my soul stays in stealth
My emotions numb
And my fears hidden
Broken heart
Trying to find an antidote
For its poisonous tongue
Prying eyes
with a weak wing
Unable to fly
I still remain still...
