My hair
whips around my face,
The air,
soothing to my burning skin.
I was flying,
you gave me the wings.
You cut me down,
so here I am now...
My heart feels heavy again,
just like,
its always been.
I'm on my own,
falling,
alone.
YOU ARE READING
Wilted Love
PoetryThis is a set of poems of thoughts I've had, I hope other people can relate to them please vote and comment! <3