Yes, I am here.
Open the door.
Don't be afraid,
We could fly.
We could soar.
Although, you aren't really here,
As I stay in this cell, locked.
The birds outside, take freedom
& then by them, I am mocked.
Time will never wait;
Your presence resides in my mind.
For now, this how it is,
The moonlight shines through
my closed blinds.
YOU ARE READING
Memories and Days That Passed ·•° | P O E T R Y |°•·
PoetryLife throws us so many moments, sometimes it's hard to comprehend what we want to remember and what we want to forget. Either way, remembering or forgetting, that moment happened & how we face reality is up to us. This is poetry I wrote, based off o...
