wind
blowing
through my
hair as
looked down
wind
making me
sway as i stood
as posture
holding as i
could
failing miserably
wind
drying up
the tears
running down
my cheeks
the questions
running through
my mind
as fast
as the
wind
wind
×××××××××××××
thoughts:
.....i had walked to ...the bridge...with these ...thoughts...whispering....in my mind......the wind urging me to run faster......i ran ...and ran ....the bridge getting closer as....ran with the wind ..
feeling as fast as the ....bird in the wind
........i ran ...faster ..faster....faster ......
the wind urges..me ....faster and faster
.....i went .... as i ran .....i looked...........
down ..i kept running as i fell...and
...fell...
.........this is riley signing out....
YOU ARE READING
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Poetry*all lowercase* **************** should i do it why not it'll feel better, better than before i look into the glass that reflects all the empty glass eyes stare back pain evident in the body the look of somber the metal the cold metal...
