A thought of blue,
I took one step back
I like the thought of you
The way you sway between my fingertips
Floating through the times with a smile
You're one of a kind
The gentle touch of cotton
A yellow t-shirt, they're always forgotten
Cyan blue and a cry out for help
T-shirts made of soft fabric
I tried not to panic
Children's voices fill the room
Echoing through everyday anew
I like the sound of your voice
How soft you sound when you're gentle
The powerful roar of a lion, once the atmosphere goes mental
My hands are cold,
Friction is said to do the trick,
Except,
I can't feel it
When thoughts grow heavy
Your mind unable to carry the weight
Turns out your hands grow colder;
The longer you wait
YOU ARE READING
Emotions.
PoetryThis is where I'll be posting my poetry! (Cover photograph is taken by me) Most of my poems will have some triggering topics, so please read with caution. I hope you find comfort in my words, and maybe it'll help you feel a little less alone if you'...
