Every single day inside a maze,
that always appears with a hope.
The ardour in your heart
gave a reason
for your path through the forest.
I kept strolling,
carried by the shadows,
maybe toward a light.
A few steps to nowhere,
until there was only the night
and nothing could replace you.
YOU ARE READING
Words Painted Blue
Poetry✦I am on the other side of the Earth, clutch in arms the pillow case, waiting for the heart to calm down, because I'm not capable to admit that I can't bother you with my questions, to show you I am not a little girl, that I can ask you about your f...
