Silent Dying

I can always sit and watch the way
The rain hits the water's surface,
Creating worlds of reflecting ripples
That are cut off,
Without able to spread its wings.

Is this what my life is meant to be?







2 comments:

  1. whispers from the dark
    well, hello..

    xx

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    1. exhale in the silence
      pleasure

      xx

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