My dearest friend, family, and crows
Will you bow down to me in a row?
I keep my words to myself
The darkness you wish I sowed
On the land, I still need to lie and lay low
Do I get my halo now?
Or do I need to wait for the things to blow?
It's hard I get it,
It takes time to make the clock slow
I can wait, but do I still need to suffer the arrows?
On my heart, I feel the hollow
But for now, I need to keep myself busy
So I cry my fears in the pillows and buried my sorrows
For nobody can yet tow my body under the grass you mowed.
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THE CLOUDWALKER
Poesia𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑 (𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗖𝗜𝗧) - Living in my own words is better than to suffer your world. "THE CLOUDWALKER" is a collection of poems about the feeling of not belonging to the world, feeling of being trapped in the past, presen...
