Standing silent,
Watching,
Through the curtain of the waterfall
Tears slipping down my cheeks,
My heart aching
The silent words on my tongue
Never to be spoken
But repeated again and again in my head
I could be enough
A/N: This is one of those things that I got inspiration for in the middle of the night. Not wanting to forget it, I grabbed a pencil and paper (with little to no light) and jotted down those first few lines that had come into my head. Then inspiration struck and I ended up writing the whole thing in a few seconds as my thoughts flowed. I tweaked it a bit in the morning, and here it is!!
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Petals of Eternity
PoesíaA bunch of poems and metaphorical shorts. Some may be triggering for those struggling with depression, suicide, etc. But some of them will also be meant to give hope.
