Inhale,
Exhale,
Close your eyes,
Think of blue skies,
Colliding with bluer oceans,
Nobody else there,
Sunny glow keeping you warm,
What do you feel in this exact moment?
Peace.
YOU ARE READING
17th Street.
PoetryThese are short poems I wrote throughout my 17th street of life and it was the only way I deemed fit for me to heal and ascend out of all the love and heartbreak and loss I've had to deal with. I wrote them in hopes that one day I'd get to look back...
breathe.
Inhale,
Exhale,
Close your eyes,
Think of blue skies,
Colliding with bluer oceans,
Nobody else there,
Sunny glow keeping you warm,
What do you feel in this exact moment?
Peace.
