In another world I dont have a mouth.
I don't have eyes.
I dont have a nose... but I do have ears.
I close my eyes in reality and I don't SEE this world, I only hear.
This world is sad...
One moment I'm hearing the silent screaming and dying of little children...
The next I'm hearing laughing and crying...
my mind is blank...
I have no thoughts on what this means.
I queshtion why I'm here... or am I actually here?
Is this my reality?
The answer isn't so much as clear.
Dream?
No becuase I feel that I am here...
Is it an emotion?
I feel my mind spining.
I don't know anymore...
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PoesíaFeelings are from the inside to out. These poems are about little things in life that come with a twist.
