I walk forward,
and you stayed there.
Standing where I turned my back
to you and never faced you again.
Your last words stuck in my head
like a broken record.
I want to move forward,
but I’m stuck where I left.
It was my own accord
to leave you silently.
Left you hanging without any words
heard escape my shutoff mouth.
I want to let you know
that I screamed silently.
Cry without traces of tears.
Saved you while I drown.
But it doesn’t matter anymore, isn’t it?
As I left you broken into pieces
and in pain.
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Our Own Little World: Between Heart & Mind
PoetryA mixture of poems and snippets. Making this while letting my mind wander while I was outside, staring at the sky while the tree covers half of my view, with my phone and dog named Abby as my company. Let the brain swirls, Fingertips lingers. Waltz...
