I took a deep breath.
Clouds,
seems like they're touching
the earth,
garding dreadful things.
Dark,
dense overgrown with trees,
like they're looking
for each other.
It feels like hell,
nobody's in sight,
darkness over and under myself,
welcome me with
awful sounding voices.
they're talking,
i can't understand they,
they're showing at me.
DU LIEST GERADE
drowned souls, on the reason of our being☼
PoetryPhilosophia - das Streben der Weisheit [my thoughts in words, or i try to find words to decribe them.] Best Ranking: #108 in Poetry - by moonshinemermaid; 2017
