Writing about my lonely, scary and sometimes happy world ❤
Angel blows softly. A soul is formed in the womb. Clock ticks, I’m ready.
By A.Rabout a year ago in Poets
Soulful eyes staring he steps in close and whispers, ‘here is something blue’.
My soul sings soundly, as the ocean’s endless blue washes over me.
Hey Taylor, You don’t know me, but I’ve spent years listening to your music Love Story was on repeat on the radio in 2008
Climbing till I hear the wind and your voice become a sweet lullaby
Echo of the peak The icy air, wind and snow Singing to my soul
Mountain air kisses A sip of cocoa warms me True serenity
Clouds and wind take hold of the icy silver peak guarding those below
Stars dancing above Slipping into nirvana I am home at last
I gaze at the mirror and see myself. I got red rimmed eyes and a look of exhaustion. I have screamed all night till my voice rang hollow.
By A.R2 years ago in Poets
I can be in a room full of people with all eyes on me yet deep down I feel alone I can laugh and share my deepest thoughts