Walking
With my eyes closed
I feel the grass under my toes
And under my feet
I feel the missing from the sun
And the missing from the moon
The wind blows into my mind
But doesn't blow you away
YOU ARE READING
Some fucked up poetry
ПоэзияI try to express my feelings and my life in some shitty poetry. Sometimes it helps to clear my mind. I know it's not so good but I thought it would be a good idea to keep it all together. well yea.. enjoy a moment in my messy mind and broken hear...
Wind
Walking
With my eyes closed
I feel the grass under my toes
And under my feet
I feel the missing from the sun
And the missing from the moon
The wind blows into my mind
But doesn't blow you away
