It felt like freedom
Killing them all in my heart
I could sense the air of Alps again
Could feel the heights and die Murmels whispering
Passionate spellings for my soul
It recovered
It finally did
It took so much blood so
It could feel like freedom
Like the one I had been dreaming of
All those times sinking in tears and blood of others
It took so much pain and violence
So I could feel free
And I don't feel guilty at all
Every drop of their tears and blood after all turned out to be fake
Hence it's not Jerusalem in Medieval case
It all quickly disappeared
It's clean, it's clean again
It was just my empathic imagination that was cruel
Killing them all in my heart
Them all ties with them people
I finally figured out
That's what it took to be able to breathe again
The fresh air, the one that reminds me of the times in the Alps
I'm unapologetically myself right now
Might be a bitch
But it's all over for y'all
It's begun for me this time
YOU ARE READING
Feelingz
PoetryPieces of poetry I wrote feeling things. Hope you'll get the feelings !
