TW: Depressive thoughts
Grey, dark, heavy
Glistening droplets fall,
They fall, constant, never ending,
But not over nature
A constant raincloud that never disappears,
Constant rain, continuously falling
Obscuring my mind,
Clouding my mind
Will it ever be clear again?
Will the rain ever stop?
Will that cloud ever disappear?
Will my mind be bright again?
It hurts, it's tiring
My mind, being clouded, obscured,
Clouding my judgement,
My mind feels heavy from the rain.
Rain, something needed for nature to thrive,
But, why is it in my head?
Why is it constant, never ending?
Why does it never fade?
I just want the cloud to clear,
So my thoughts, my mind are clear again
No longer tiring, no longer heavy
I just want to be free.
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Like Petals Under a Tree
Poetry"My thoughts fall and gather on a page, like that of petals under a tree." A collection of poems, of varying lengths and genres. Each poem has it's own theme, and the words string together to convey that theme and the meaning blooms. Cover designed...
