Now I'm sitting here and looking up at the sky and wondering if you're also sitting there somewhere behind this infinity of black sky and thinking of me.
I fall backwards and feel the green, soft and slightly damp grass under my shoes, the heels of which are so high that it is uncomfortable to walk.
My silk dress flutters in the wind, as does my brown hair. My eyes close and my body falls to nothing.
Blackness fills my surroundings.
I fight back against this blackness and open my eyes and run into nothing.
The only thing I feel is my silky green dress in my hands and how my hair flutters in the wind.
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Poetry
PoetryAll my thoughts and feelings I cannot express otherwise Mostly english poems but sometimes also German ones :)
