Pallid skin, ghostly to say
Unusual to your normal complexion.
The rosey cheeks when they smile,
Making me laugh even when I do not wish too.
Spiralling... losing my mind,
Needing to isolate for a while to come back to life like a flower that is need of water.
I'm still counting my thoughts,
Wishing I could sing and play a piece of music so soft and somber to make one fall asleep.
Some mornings I do not want to wake,
Can I be Snow White without the prince?
YOU ARE READING
ᴅᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ ᴏғ ᴏɴᴇ sᴇʟғ。
Poezja'A glance into my imagination' @lividbruisespoetry ❌Do not claim as your own❌
