#1 in poetry- 26/7/18
Every day, thousands of people struggle with mental and physical illnesses, fighting battles people refuse to talk about. I'm here to change that. This poetry collection shines a light on mental illness, hopefully saving a few...
Every day I tell myself That I will see a forest; Green in all its glory The beauty of this story The tall; thriving, trunk towers Light falling; onto flowers
These trees are so high I wonder if ever I; can see the sky But I see only; a sea of green I know not-; what is happening
Emotionally enveloped In the environmental energy The experience is quite sensory-; But nature had its legacy-;
I wish she were with me in this forest I could grab, her wrist To comfort me;- from its dark and scary sycamores.
The sound of sloshing water against the scraping; sinking, stone. The hum of the river, a low, yet mellow tone. I bend down; take a drink And foolishly I think
What if she were in that forest; Listening to Chill and Hansen Singing and dancing; Walking through the night In the countryside moonlight Earbuds in our ears Free from all our fears The gentle breeze through our hair A story, I wish that we could share
I see the sycamore, Open up the kitchen door And there is the forest Green in all its glory But that my friends; is not the beauty of this story,
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