Why.. For so long.. Have I counted the rain drops on my Window Pane
Why.. When I should have been counting the petals
Looking at my reflection in the glass as if it were my enemy
Thinking the world was falling down around me.. when really.. I was just floating above it
Suddenly the painful memories
and the hurtful words don't matter so much
Not with so much red in the world. Beauty. Simplicity is perfection.
And we just let it slip through the cracks of our material things
It all just seems so obvious now. Not that I have been awakened or my eyes have been opened. They were never closed
Just that they have begun to understand
Adjust to the light of the world
Adjust to the explosive shade we are living in
The Red.
For so long I have been counting the rain drops
I'm going to count my petals
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Poetry Collection
PoetryHere are some poems i wrote. I will add more and more as time goes. Hope you like them :) enjoy!
