In this dark and gloomy place,
Everywhere I look is black,
Zero things fill the space,
Other than a single, enormous crack,
Emptiness is what I see,
Until the light starts shining through,
In my sight is a single tree,
With nothing else in my view,
Each branch resembles something,
But the roots are dead and disappearing,
All of them have wings,
And none of them can hear me,
The words I try to yell,
Are completely silent,
The metal is like a cell,
As it tries to keep me calm,
It feels like a hospital bed,
And smells like the soil,
Everything I touch is soft and smooth,
All over me is lots of voile,
There's no time,
And no specific day,
My actions resemble a mime,
While I'm left here betrayed,
Many thoughts run through my mind,
Making me break down into bits,
Each chuck is now behind,
Leaving me with emptiness,
No changes are made,
But now I'm voiceless,
I forever belong in the shade,
Where I don't get to rejoice,
There's no happiness here,
Only the sadness fills the air,
I have my own seer,
Who sits high above in a chair,
Each moment goes by,
But I can't do anything,
While I lay here to cry,
And look at the crack,
The tree is astonishing,
With many green leaves,
All of them start to fade,
Although a few stayed,
One by one,
They fall to the ground,
The memories start to decay,
Now I'm left with none,
How much longer,
Before this all ends,
I close my eyes,
And a new life begins.
March 25th, 2018
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