Dark clouds in my head Rain cascades over my ribs Salty and acidic Eroding my bones I am broken Haunted And so far gone lost. I thought this would be a good poem for Wildest Dreams. A little side project I am working on. Read part of it here, a picture-it & write inspiration!
Don’t cry It aches loneliness it’s quiet when you’re not around Don’t cry My own thoughts are echoes screams inside my head. I need you Don’t cry Every mistake Every sore cut left open for me to bleed. Don’t leave Don’t cry
Your rays of heat Melt the snow from me Spring came too late But I cannot wait- I need to breathe My lungs aren’t working… I am still cold… I need to come alive I need to come to life I need to… I need you… To lift me up Into the sun And watchContinue reading “To Be New”