it was a clear blue sky,
the ocean mimicking its color,
the sand hot under the plains of my feet
the summer breeze pushing me away from realityit was a second chance
a chance to appreciate beauty
a chance to push away the darkness
to receive warmth and reject sadnessshh!
this is your brain
this is not reality
it's dark so don't convince yourself otherwise
YOU ARE READING
Whispers
PoetryI scream but all you hear is whispers -- ι wrιтe тнe world ғroм мy eyeѕ. alwayѕ wrιттen, never ѕpoĸen. --- Winner of 'The Lavender Award' Best Cover! 1st Place in "The Bubble Tea Awards" in Poetry 1st Place in 'The Golden Awards' in Poetry 2nd Place...