Internal Struggles
The trees quietly shake,
It's always serene outside,
and stormy within.
Wasteland
Bright sunlight shines down,
but I can never feel warmth,
My heart's still frozen.
The Eyes of Tarzan
Swinging through branches,
I smile at Nature's dangers;
Deadly, yet graceful.
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Captive In Wonderland
PuisiStill heart, Loud mind. Poems from the boy turning into the Mad Hatter.