I wanted to be protected,
it's a bad world,
not to be supressed by childish fears,
burrying papers under a full moon,
hoping that all worries
will go with them.
Smelling that smoke,
poisoned by a love,
I'll see an upside-down world, a city, sparkles on the sides of the streets,
to gaze you for the last time.
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...
