TW: Thoughts of death
I wish not to die,
but to start over,
start fresh,
with new ambitions, new dreams, new interests,Although, i wish for one interest to stay,
The one where words fall onto a page,
Eloquently, gracefully,
For they give me strength, a way outI wish not for death to visit me,
Give me his kiss, to take me away,
But wish i do for a way to restart life,
Without being reborn as someone elseI wish not for death to take me away,
But simply to vanish,
Even if not for eternity, but for a few days,
To be left alone with these raging thoughts,
To let them become words on a page,
Eloquently strung togetherThose words provide an escape,
One, that if pursued, can be fruitful,
Can aid me in my current life,
And perhaps even beyondI wish not to die,
But to start over,
Start over fresh,
Sat under a beautiful flower tree,
With petals swaying, flying in the wind,
As my raging thoughts, my demonic companions,
Become words on a page,
No longer hindering me,
But aiding me instead
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Like Petals Under a Tree
Poésie"My thoughts fall and gather on a page, like that of petals under a tree." A collection of poems, of varying lengths and genres. Each poem has it's own theme, and the words string together to convey that theme and the meaning blooms. Cover designed...