Flowers,
Colourful, in contrast to the dark nightsky.
Sunlight,
Warm and bright, filling our earth with life.
Moon and stars,
Bright, but hidden behind the thick curtain of clouds.
Branches of trees,
Dancing, as the wind blows their leaves away.
The wind,
Howling through my mind like a hurricane.
My heart,
A desert, where nothing can love, for it is hostile, and everyone leaves, leaving me to die, and to slowly fade away.
The air,
Thick , unbreathable and dry like my cheeks where no more tears are seen, for I cried them all.
Sand,
Is all what remains of the beautiful landscape that once prospered in my pure and innocent heart.
A little girl,
Sitting there, crying. She looks at me, she looks in pain and desperate. She is the ghost of who I once was. She is sitting there, all alone, by my fault...
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Things I Can't Say Out Loud
PoesiaHere, I express my feelings in the form of very short poems. These are very heartfelt, as I pour my heart out when writting them.
