A tear
One drop of water,
Yet
All my love is pouring out.
Feelings
That are not yet spoken,
Even though
I open my mouth so much.
Appearance
So important.........So powerful,
When in the end....
It doesn't matter.
Thoughts
Race 100miles per hour,
Stoping and slowing only when my red light
Appears *intersection*
Words
All caught in my throat,
Still knowing
If I speak them I can help (or not).
YOU ARE READING
BREATHE
PoetryThis is a beginner selected group of words that I thought I try out. This is my first time writing on her so be gentle with the he comments. Please like if you do, follow if you want, and remember just BREATHE
