As I stand on the edge of the
hill, the winds blowing sweet nothings in my face. I can smell the salty winds.
I look towards the horizon, in search. I can’t remember what I am looking for.
But I know that I can’t find it. The feeling of uneasiness is gripping my
heart. I try to breathe and try to calm myself. It pains as I breathe. It pains
as I live.
It seems I am stuck in time. I
wish the pain didn’t exist. I wish I couldn’t feel. I wish I didn’t have a
heart. As I write this down today I wish this feeling leaves the dark world of
my soul forever..
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