The cool breeze sweeps by,
making the fresh ocean scent stronger.
My hair billows like a bird in flight,
as I look out to the sea.
The waves crash and tumble,
angry and violent.
A reflection of my feelings
my feelings inside.
I let out a scream,
furious at your decision.
I stand at the edge,
of the dark, rolling water.
My legs take me in,
deeper and deeper.
My feet keep going,
till it all goes black.
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Poetry
شِعرA whole lot of poems that I've written in the past couple of years. They're really just my way of expressing any emotions or feelings I get not all of them are true though so... yeah sometimes I just write to try to relate to different things. I hop...
