Some days I feel
cold.
Chaotic emotions disrupt my mind, as if the harsh winds of winter causing havoc during a warm spring breeze.
I hear birds chirping;
I see branches swaying;
I feel the warmth of sunlight peaking through the clouds in the sky.
Serene surroundings, bright and calm yet, nothing I felt as such.
Grief and loneliness the cause of the painful heartache weighing down my soul and clouding my thoughts.
Most days than not, I catch myself contemplating life; if it's all worth living for. Never should one feel so empty.
Nevertheless, apart of me is hopeful.
Hopeful that the pain will pass, and I will once again feel the warm spring breeze as I did once before, when naivety was all that I had within me.
• SiaJ •
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PoésieSome days are dark. Some are bright. Enjoy a collection of thoughts I tend to hide.
