Can you feel it
The day dragging by
The wind coming to a standstill
All noise seem to fade out
All but the beat of your heart
And the pump of blood
Running through the veins
That carry out through the branches
Of your body
Can you feel it
The world coming to a standstill
While youre looking up at the sky
Reminiscing the past
Take a deep breath
And let go
The past has been
The future will be
Wake up from this dream
Welcome to reality
There is noise
There are storms
There is still the beating of your heart
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Chronicles Of Midnight
PoetryComposed of poetry and ideas and scenes from short stories that I probably wont write. A bunch of thoughts that might or might not make sense. #unorganized It gets better the further you read, so just keep reading or skip a few. Me.
