I don’t feel so cheerful
but rather tearful.
Piece by piece
the complete life of mine
has been dismantled
To the state
I currently lie in
As a withered soul.
A soul floating
like a leaf
caught in a spin
soaring and twirling
intricately high
in a dance
with the wind
till I can merge
with a cloud
and let be dropped
once more
to simply endure
the pain all over
forever and ever!
i really lke the title. i didnt get too much into the poem but do you mind if i used your title in one of my pieces? it wont be the title it will jsut be a part of the write. just asking to be sure your cool with it. i mean, i'll right it anyways but i wontpost it if you dont want me to.
Submission Name: Cracked Concrete Soul
