CHAPTER 1: is it yesterday?
1 : Mornight
I like the first seconds of waking up, you don't remember who you are or what you have been; until it slowly hits you that you have a name and a life to live in.
*RAIN PATTERING
I was staring again watching my ceiling slowly bleeding the darkness of that night. I know I promised that I won't go back to that sight, but for now let me be sad, let the anger in my heart turns me to something I'm not.I was trying to hold back the tears that no one can't fills, so now I will imagine the fear and pain of that night I feel.......
*ALARM VIBRATING
Wakes up
Stares blankly at the air
It's again a new day, there's nothing new just a day, you can hear the children screaming while playing their games, you can hear the people outside asking one another questions over the line. In a simple and short word it's the same as the day that goes by
YOU ARE READING
THE CLOUDWALKER
Poetry𝐓𝐇𝐄 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...
