There's a truth not many know
About the world while you sleep
That the wind slips through your window to steal the secrets you keep
And if you don't believe me
Then your welcome to doubt
But have you ever stopped to wonder
What it's whispering about?
What else in the world
Could make treetops bend and sway
But the weight of all the words
That no one dared to say?
And since it's while your sleeping
Secrets are easiest to take
It's no surprise those with the
Deepest are the ones kept wide
................ Awake
YOU ARE READING
my insecurities and your beauty
PoetryThis is my first story and I want to share my poems with you guys and I hope you enjoy and I wish you guys enjoy this and this is not a story just poems and I might make a story
