I am not mad, just sad.
A heartbreak like no other,
But there's nothing else to add,
How to say anything to another,
The question is always the why,
Standing tall on the mountain,
Feeling the need to cry,
When I could build a fountain,
Tears came and go, still again,
As I keep asking the same question,
When my heart is tight in chains,
For all the emotion is worth the suppression.
No sorrow is my gain in another time,
No heart deserves such a love,
For I felt too deeply for the climb,
The emotions gone too deep for a shove,
The why is still in my mind,
When I will wait for an answer or nothing at all,
For no matter how many times it will always remind,
I do welcome to take in all of the fall.
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Faerie Wings
PoetryThis will be my place to write different poems, short or long ones. I will make this a special place for all my poems. Some are fantasy like so they will be a bit different. Warning, this is not for certain ages as this poem will have dark element...
