The pages were filled
with small letters
came from a tree,
I found in a white forest,
telling me he will be for forever...
It made me write my heart,
to notice how naive I am,
to doubt everything shattered by pain.
In time I fell on the ground,
feeling my heart with a deep wound,
to open my eyes to the reality.
I didn't know how to escape,
it was a cursed story,
I am forever gone with burnt pages...
YOU ARE READING
Fall's Games
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...
