Gray clouds fill the sky while you watch them become a gray blur
The smell of rain still lingers in the air
You're surrounded by barren trees
And dark pavement
For once your mind is silent, numb
Just appreciating the moment
While content paces through each vein in your body
You can hear the sounds of cars in the distance
But they never get close enough to ruin the illusion
And everything feels soft
Whether it be jagged rocks or splintered wood
Your mind can't tell were reality ends and your thoughts begin
And the moment stays with you all day
Whether or not you stay in the moment,
It lingers.
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The Mind of a Teenage Outcast
Poetry//My second poetry book// Poetry about Depression/Self harm/Anxiety/Suicide and generally sensitive topics Possibly triggering Please read my first poetry book Brøken/Depressed Pøems Thanks *my own poems* Rankings - #221 in poem ...
