originally written 1/13/16
the sky, the stars and the moon.
it was night, you were the sky and the stars. I was the moon. We talked all night until you said goodbye moon and greeted the sun as she arose, the sun, the biggest star. Then dawn came down, down the sun went, up I came. you made it cold. you were no longer the bright starry sky I once saw, you left me in the dark. there I waited for you to greet me the way you once did. waiting in the dark.
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Writing is my Escape: Poetry
PoetrySome poems, I have written to escape my world, and write. I have written only two poems so far but I love them. So I decided to share them. It's about my depression, hidden stuff, inner feelings, written into words. I hope you like them .
