Business feet fall behind me,
A clink of a penny being dropped.
Cold, distant eyes;
Always watching
Breathing fast under their criticizing gaze.
I wrap myself tighter
As morning says goodnight
And night says good morning.
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Poetry of Sadness
PoetryThese are poems that I made when I was going through a hard time in my life, and some that I have written recently.
