A feeling I thought I buried,
Has now resurfaced.
I wondered and I wandered,
To find out the reason why.
Why do I feel alive?
I thought my heart was dead,
But, here it beats!
Torn, yet working.
I feel my lungs expanding and constricting,
Just like they used to!
I don't feel as suffocated as I did before.
I can feel the warmth in the air I exhale.
I can feel the cool wind caressing my skin and hair,
I can feel the softness of my clothes,
And the hard, cold metal chains of the swing.
I don't feel as numb as I used to.
As I wondered and wandered,
I saw the reason why,
The reason was right before my eyes,
The reason, was you.
YOU ARE READING
Epigrams
PoetryIt appears you've found my book and before you decide to read it's contents, know that... These poems are everything that is me. (Also the cover was made by my buddy FierroThorne!)
