If you'd tear me apart
It's the wind you can't see
But my ghost will pass by
And a tickle you'll feel
[I'm free]
If you'd open these walls
Crack the shell to open these chains
It's a breeze leaving
And some atoms who remain
[I'm free]
YOU ARE READING
Written by the Wind
PoetryIf things get too terrible to speak them out loud, that's when I start writing.. A compliation of my german and english poems. //Eine Zusammenstellung meiner deutschen und englischen Gedichte. Don't read it if you're easily triggered. These poems am...
