8:37 AM
Last night I sat at my windowsill
and stared at the outside world covered in snow.
Surrounded by silent I sat perfectly still,
listening to my breath go in and out in a nice, slow
rhythm that tempted me to fall asleep.
After so many years of stress and worries and fear
it was nice to think about nothing for 15 minutes.
Even if all my anxieties were still near,
15 minutes of peace shed years of stress.
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The Poetry Book
PoetrySince the 24th of December 2015 I've been writing one poem everyday. I figured I should post these poems somewhere instead of just letting them rot in my notes. Enjoy. *All poems are mine. If you would like to use one for whatever reason, please mes...
