The clouds of depression
Hang above her head
Constantly pulling her back
Not letting her move on ahead
For they rain through out the day
Every wish, she wishes them away
But her own tears are feeding the rain
She's the cause of her own pain
YOU ARE READING
Through poetry, I fly
PoesiaPoetry is the door to a new world. A world that lives through the magic of words. Poetry is my way of making the impossible, possible and I'd love to share that with you through this book. Enjoy reading!
