I'm drowning on land,
And fading into the light.
Walking in darkness,
And falling into the night.
Sitting, I'm breathless,
My mind is not here.
Standing alone,
I have everything to fear.
It's vicious, it's daunting,
Silence is the perfect key.
It's warm and friendly,
That's what it pretends to be.
YOU ARE READING
Windblown
Poetry"Where the birds take flight, and freedom sings..." 🌸 Thank you to @Letterbyowl for the lovely cover!
