The wind blows.
Blowing.
The trees sway.
Swaying.
The tides turn.
Turning.
The sun sets.
Setting.
The moon shines.
Shining.
The crickets sing.
Singing.
Moonlight fades.
Fading.
The sun rises.
Rising.
The birds chirp.
Chirping.
The world wakes.
Waking.
The day begins.
Beginning.
You do not join.
Joining.
You stay behind and ponder.
Pondering.
The world has you trapped.
Trapping.
You avoid.
Avoiding.
Forever hidden.
Hiding.
YOU ARE READING
Stale Words
Poetry𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 is an ongoing book and collection of poems and sonnets made by me, inspired by my thoughts, dreams, and personal experiences. As someone who lives with depression and anxiety, a lot of my thoughts are bound to not be very pleas...
