unknowN

It is nothing. Only nothing.

 

Many leaves saw me live

And so did many waters

They never said a word

As my body whispered by

Full of raw emotion

And some misplaced anticipation

The eyes inside my skull

Wished to god that I would die

Author's Note

My hand seems to have a mind of its own. I don't know where it came from.

Reviews

[Farrah Grahm]

very powerful! I love the imagery, of someone wandering alone and yet being "seen". amazing.