The Wanderer

The Wanderer

A Poem by Destiny

I hurt myself today

The sun slowly fades away

And the flowers are all dead

As the moon is painted red

 

And this can't be my body

And this can't be my home

I'm surrounded with people

Somehow I'm still alone

 

Help me find my breath

When my mind is a mess

And I sink through the ground

 

And this can't be my body

And this can't be my home

I'm surrounded with people

Somehow I'm still alone

 

Are these my hands?

 

I hurt myself today

The sun slowly fades away

And the flowers are all dead

As the moon is painted red

© 2013 Destiny


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:D I loved that. Wonderfully written.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Destiny

11 Years Ago

Oh, thank you :3

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Added on March 12, 2013
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Destiny
Destiny

Worthington, OH



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